He loves me not

How i wish your shoulders would be a pillow for my tears. A soothing whisper in my ear, to relieve me, of all my fears. And yet i must curse this susceptible heart. For Fallen again i have become and you have sworn i shall no part.
My tears roll down and i watch them fall and cringe at how i am so alone and small. Love will never again walk my way. For it died out when you left that day. You have harden your heart to my voice and refuse my companionship by personal choice. Yet i cannot keep my heart from fluttering to you. So you'll have to forgive me it may take a few