I love you so much, that this is what I would do for you: If you were no longer happy with me, I would let you go, watch you be with her-happy and free- for the rest of eternity, while my soul crumbles with every second I see

Loving you was the easiest thing to do, yet it was the hardest.

How were you ever able to look into my eyes without crying from all the pain that is there?

How can you say that my eyes are the gateway to my heart and soul when you never saw all the pain in them?