Chances

I can't remember the last time I heard your voice,
or the last time our hearts were in sync.
But the taste of your lips still lingers on my tongue,
and the scent of your skin is still present on my body.
You're slowly becoming nothing more than a memory.
Come back to me, I swear I'll do better.
I swear I can do better than her.
Give me the chance to prove it.
My heart yearns for you; it aches and cracks with each passing moment you're not here.
I love you, but why can't you love me?