My heart aches just thinking

Worrying and pining

My soul dies just a little inside everytime

Your face is at the back of the lids of my eye

Your smile, oh, your smile

Tattooed on my heart

And with pain it bleeds

It bleeds yet never dries

The pain is raw where it is

And all I can do is close my eyes

And think

Think of you still

Although I die,

I die each time.