I'm not going to write a poem
about getting over you
I'm not going to write something
that just isn't true
the truth is that my heart aches
more every day that we're apart
and the truth is
you are the keeper of my heart
you've got my heart held on a string
it's breaking right in two
enough belongs to me to hurt
the rest belongs to you
I know that somewhere in your heart
there is a place for me
I just don't know how to find it
and there's no way to make you see
I pushed you into leaving
although I never wanted you to go
and now I don't know what to say
yet there's so much I want you to know
