A Life Full of Scrap

I'm in the mood for poem... I know it's shitty but nobody asked you to read it. It's just a missing piece of my life... a part that I've been missing since the day we decided to be just friends. Hmm... yes I got nothing better to do so here goes...

The day you broke my heart,
when I asked for the truth,
the day you broke my heart,
when you left me staring at the roof.

The day you said "probably not",
when I asked if we could be,
the day you broke my heart,
when you said you weren't ready.

I have always loved the way you looked into my eyes,
the night at Zouk will always stays with me,
I have always loved the innocent look and your smiles,
the night we kissed I felt the magic flow within me.

You said you liked me still,
but it would not work with the distance,
I said I love you still,
but off you go with persistence.

I got no choice but to let you go,
no matter what I say it doesn't seems matter to you anymore,
I can't force you but watch you go,
So now I am trying so hard not to miss you anymore.

I played a role in it,
I got no one to blame but myself,
Insecurity cribs into your mind each time you read it,
why did you even bother to read the pathetic blog about myself?

I am in love still,
although you broke my heart,
I am in love still,
although we are apart.