A broken heart needs more then time to heal

The sadness still breaks my heart.
I see him everyday, and he's not in my arms.

I still talk to him, with as much dignity as i can.
I will keep my head high, and never cry in front of my man.

He's says its not love, but how could possibly know.
I wish i could move away, just pack up and go.

I have never wanted to be someone else, until now.

By the time, if he ever will, have feelings for me.
I’ll be with some sleaze ball, who wont love me, for me.

I just wish, for once I was like snow white.
He can come over and kiss me, then things would be all right.

But that’s not going to happen, because I am cursed.
Thinking what if could of had, is the thing the hurts the worst.

much love. ~