love is rare

I remember the good things we used to share, The happiness we endured, the deep love and care. The air was as light as a feather; I looked at you as you were my forever. But it all came crashing down, Then I realized I've been a fool, a clown. My heart in anguish as your eyes avert my gaze, All the love fading from your eyes these passing days. My heart cracked as you pulled away, Telling me that today was the day. I know that love is often rare, But your love is a loss I cannot bear. So I breathe in the cold, cold air, Sitting alone in silence on a wooden chair. The tears I cry each and every day Seem to fade as my mind wandered astray. I would never force you to stay, Even if it meant my world would be gray. Your happiness is my only hope, So without you, I must try to cope.