Dagger

-When I talk to you my heart is light,

when I don't it keeps me up at night.

Your voice is like a song to me,

when you ignore me it turns to misery,

I shouldn't hold on to the past,

but this memory needs to last.

Its like a dagger on my skin,

It hurts like hell,

and still no one wins.

This poem says it all.

You always want to hold on to the feeling you once shared,

but when all he does is hurts you its time to move on.