Never

You never gave me the chance when I asked.
How can you still be around and not see my pain?
I love you with my whole heart, but do you know that.
I can’t stand to see you everyday, and not be in your arms.
It’s killing me slowly, but do you see it?
If you look at me now, will you see my grief?
Can you see it?
Do you see my pain?
You should be able to, because you started it.
You made it begin,
Can you make it stop?