Living With The Fact

A question.....
A question could help your relationship,
Or it could very well destory it......
How do you feel about me?
Did you ever cheat on me?
What do you think about me?
These are the questions that broke us apart,
Slowly and slowly,
We went our separate ways.....
Without thinking,
I let him go,
And now,
Each and everyday,
I live with the fact that i can never have him back,
I live with the fact that i can't stand in front of him without feeling guilty and the regret,
I live with the fact that when i pass him, i can't look at his face,
I have to live with the fact that seeing him with someone else, kills me deep inside.....
Living with the fact that i can't ever say sorry to him,
For ever asking that questions...........