No choice

Here's the thing;
I can't act like I don't miss you
Because I do.
I miss you so much that I fear that if you were to come strolling back into my life
asking me if I want to try again I'd say
Yes.
I miss you so much that every time
I hear your name my heart drops from my chest and into my stomach
With a disappointed thunk because I know that what we had is probably over.
I miss you so much that even the worst waves of anger over what you have done cannot even drown out the
Pain of what it feels like to miss you.
And I miss you so much that when I close my eyes at night and your face flutters
Across my eyelids even for a split second
An immediate stream of tears come
Rolling down onto my cheeks.
I do miss you,
And that I will never be able to deny.
But I have to move on,
Because news that you did has gotten to me;
And I don't have any other choice.