"Love is tinder, when your heart  is  broken..."

Break, breaking, broke. Ive been crumbling up, since me you chose to revoke. Pain has been my true friend for, it has never left my side. No matter where I turn, from it I can not hide.

Hurt, hurting, hurted. Ive done it to you and you have done it to me. All my apologies seem in vain to you, no matter how much of what I did, I have regreted.

Bleed, bleeding, bled. Like rain strom, have poured of the tears I have shed.

Like blood, they have poured from me, blinding my vision and making it hard for me to see.

Hate, hateing, hated. Myself and the wrong I have done to you. Of them I cant forget, because its all been what you left me to chew.

Take, taking, took. I wish I could undo my mistakes and rewrite the book. The pages of it are staind. I wish I could fix what I broken and take back all of which you have compained.

Die, dying, dead. Something is wrong with me, I feel it like a dread. I have changed, but not for the better. I been left with a cold chill and a taste in my mouth that grows ever bitter.

Blame, blaming, I guess Ill take it all, like its been givin to me. You say some of it belongs to you, but its I you let go, you see.

Forgive, forgiving, forgave, will you never give those words to me? Will you let all we been through die and never try it, to save?

Accept, accepting, accepted. You say I should, because you say our love is dead but, I will not let it stay departed. Though, I mourn it like a beloved friend, I refuse to call it over and say its the end.

Like a person in a coma, body dead but consience still flowing. This love for you made have pasted, but within me, it stays on going.

Like live support, I will keep this love alive, even if Im the only one, breathing life into its lungs. As long as my heart still beats, and my blood through it, runs.

It will live on.

Plead and pleading, of which I have done to you, to make your words retreating.

All have fell on deaf ears and on going flow these salty tears.

Miss, missing, missed. I do you and our love, of it, you used to feel so blessed.

Now, its became our curse. But for you, things seem to be getting better and I, things keep getting worse.

Love, loving, loved. Words you used to say to me,  back when I was your beloveded.

Now those words you use to say and feel for me, have became taboo. Your love for me, may have withered, but mine, ever grows for you.

Sad, sadder, saddest. I have grown. Although, its what you disown, it is and will remain, the greatest love I have ever known.

In simpilar words, Im sorry, forgive me, I love you.