Another oppurtunity wasted

Yet again my dreams are unseen,

Everyday I love her,

Everyday I cry,

Knowing my dreams are wasted,

And that these tears will never run dry.

Again I see her smile,

Everytime I cry,

Everytime I die a little more,

My dreams are being wasted,

I no longer can see why.

I want her to know,

Yet I cannot bring myself to tell her,

That everyday I cry,

That everyday I die.

My heart is slowly stopping,

I'm not sure as to why,

But everyday I miss her,

No matter what I try.