No love

Tears spill from my blues eyes.
Can you ever put a ripped heart back together?
To tell her i love her is like falling off a bridge.
To not tell her i love her is like burning alive.
She will never want me. Never take me back.
I will never hold her hand and be able to call her mine. Never.
To look into her hazel eyes and feel safe when i just want a way out of life.
To feel forgotten when a guy walks in the room.
To be left with a broken heart. Scares. Teary eyes.
Left with no love.