linger

Your presence lingers on me, now more than ever, and wanting but not being able to hear you voice and telling you, once more, that, no matter what, my love for you will always be a fact. I try hard and harder to make myself understand you deserve the chance to heal the wound I left you with, even though I deeply wish to be by your side, knowing I can't. Believe me when I say my intention was never to harm you, but to allow you to move on, knowing that, sooner or later, you'd be able to. And, though I stand by my decision, I've never felt such sorrow, heartache, and pain.