if only seeing your face made it go away,
then i wouldn't have to think about you today,
if only i could learn a way to get through a day,
without the pain coming back,
and throwing me off track,
if the thought of you makes me ill,
why am i thinking of you still,
and you're somewhere without me,
not even in your memory,
and i,
i don't know how to feel,
and I don't know how to deal,
then i think giving up on you,
is the only thing to do,
if i ever want to feel,
this heart inside me heal,
but if i let this go,
i will never know,
what would've happened had i let it show.
