So this is how it ends

So this is how it ends,
this thing called us is now finished.
Even through all this pain,
my feelings for you never diminished.

You taught me the true meaning of love,
my time with you I can never regret.
And for the rest of my miserable life,
your smile I will never forget.

I still think about you constantly,
wondering if you think of me at all.
Still keeping one eye on the phone,
hoping you will call.

I can’t believe it is over,
I can’t imagine how it will be.
Not talking to you or seeing you,
how can you not miss me?

You worry I might hate you,
and I fear you might hate me.
Why do we fret over these things,
are we still in love maybe?

It’s a funny thing really,
no matter how much you hurt me.
I will always forgive you instantly,
so wonderful love can be.

I don’t care what people say,
don’t care if you want to hear it.
I love you still and I’ll miss you forever,
there, it’s out, I’ve said it.

I’m all alone here without hope,
and I no longer know what to do.
Should I just go fuck somebody else,
or should I wait for you?

Just thinking about it makes me shiver,
I still feel so loyal to you.
I wonder if I’ll ever feel different,
I wonder if I even want to?

Even though it was amazing,
it’s not the sex I miss.
It’s the way you made me happy,
with just a single kiss.

No matter how hard life was,
how low I was beaten down.
With just a touch and a smile,
you could ease away my frown.

You could silence all my thoughts,
you gave me inner peace.
Of all the things I love about you,
this is what I most miss.

I will never recover from this,
my heart is for you and you only.
Seems like I have to accept this fate,
loving you and being lonely.

Wonder how long that will hold,
can a heart truly take this much pain.
Right now I live from breath to breath,
hoping only that I will see you again.

So for now I still stand,
I guess I am still breathing.
But I have to be honest,
life without you seems not worth living.

It feels like my heart is broken,
and I have nothing more to give.
If I have to live with just the memory of you,
I’m not sure I want to live.