Broken Heart.

Everyday goes by,
my heart beats less and less.
For your heart doesn't respond,
doesn't seem to caress.

I don't know it,
but I feel it inside.
Every second draws farther,
everyday starts to slide.

My heart pounds for love,
that you don't seem to give.
Its hurting me more and more,
how am I suppose to live?

Your touch gives me a feeling,
of happiness with you.
Your kiss awakens me,
to the sun and morning dew.

With out these things,
I fade away.
No love to give,
no words to say.

I'm dieing slowly,
no love or token.
And for that I remain,
a heart that is broken.