Cry Me a River

It was always you. It has always been you. It will forever be you. Yes, It was always you. It has always been you. But it can never ever be you. Never ever again It will never ever be you. While my whole anatomy feverishly wants it to be you, deep down in my soul I never want it to be you. Because there is this sweet pain in crying you a river. There's this sugary agony in reminiscing and imagining... This luscious torture in thinking what if... I don't want it to be you in case things go wrong. So I will continue crying you an ocean... I will continue wishing.. Because no matter what I do. No matter how hard I try. I still my heart still beats for you. My soul still yearns for what was. No matter how much I want to forget, no matter how badly I don't want to feel, nothing really changes. I still remember. I still feel the same way I felt then. And I know I will do till the day I die. So for as long as I live, I will cry you more than a river for all the "what ifs".