And I Pine

I look at the pictures of couples and pine like every girl does
I stare at them as they walk by
So lost in their blissful ignorance of how they make me cry
Every kiss and every touch like a bullet to my heart
Every loving look some how making a nest of sorrows there
Planting it’s self in forever and making it almost impossible to share
I want for something that everyone should have
Like air I wish to breathe it in and welcome it’s warming embrace
But I can't because of the fear that I am an angel brought from grace
Stripped and torn to the very depths of my soul
I gave everything I had to a forever that didn’t last long
Bore my heart on my sleeve for a love that was, in the end, wrong
Every tear, unshed and wept, that darkened my very being beyond repair
Stares at me through the mirror with eyes that are filled with pain
Causing lines to reflect those eyes and deep red stains
With my trust in torn pieces I put on a mask to hide my pain
Never letting anyone see what I had hidden away
Because the fear of being broken again just would not stray
Thorns of despair piercing through but never seen like my heart is shrouded by a veil
Walking through my life wishing that some how I could be well
My rainbows all painted black
Broken down because of my lack of trust
Leaving my wrought iron defenses to rust
Love always seems out of grasp
Like it’s never meant for me for some reason unknown
Constantly taunted by possibles whose feelings are unshown
I can't help but cry when I see those joined hands
I can’t help but feel despair at my lack of requited want
I can’t help but feel like these are all just wicked taunts