Everytime

Everytime I see your face my mind slips under to a bitter-sweet reverie, filled with memories of you and me, and how we use to be together.

But now were so torn apart.
Still even when all we can do is hate, I get that same feeling in my gut, in the pit of my heart, for you. Like when we use to be together.

Yes, I like him, but I could never fake how I really feel for you.

You were my one and only.
Truth, when all I knew were lies.
My only consolation, when i was lonely.
My only warmth, when everything was cold and dark.

And now you'll be truth, consolation, and warmth in her eyes, not mine.

But the only thing that hurts the most, is that we won't be together anymore.

To my muse, my Immortal.