Your Knifes In Me So Deep

I still feel a knife go through me
with every memory I mentally relive
What no longer can be

I wonder is love impssible to keep

And each regret that constantly cuts so deep
Into me,
I'm always bleeding,
My heart's always crying.

Because there are so many things
I'll never be able to relive it,

Emotionally,
Physically,
And things we told each other.

There are so many things I wish I did,
So many mistakes and stuff gone undone
And unsaid,

I can't believe it,
It's unbearable
At all that never was,
And never will return.

(Too long for a quote so I made submitted it as w poem)