Wounded

I want to cry but my eyes are dry. The knot in my stomach grows tighter as another day slips away. The memory of you doesn't fade (even though people tell me time heals all ) Maybe this wound is fatal... The giant bleeding hole in my heart will just continue to water the ground with my love,hopes and dreams until I am no more. I feel myself wanting to give in to lay down and just close my eyes. I beg my brain to free me from  the ever present thoughts of you. Thoughts of us of what was  and what can't be. You tell me never say never that we might be together You make me believe that I am still your fire the one who stirs your soul to your very core. The one who moves you like no other. My heart clings to these words foolishly while my pain seems to go unnoticed by you. You seem to happily go on about your life while I am here alone clutching my chest because I feel like my heart is being torn from it When did the only thing I desired  slip from my grasp Floating away like a  dandelion fluff spinning and dancing in the air as if to taunt me to teach me that you were never really mine.