Past Love

Just because love isn't real
doesn't mean that you can't feel
what it feels to have the pain
the kind that doesn't seem to heal.

I shed tears from a broken heart
tears that just won't seem to stop.

Time goes by very slowly
as each drop of my tears
fall down for you.

Every time I see your face
in the hallway or in the frames
I had of you.

I can't help but think about
the happy times we used to share.

But I guess since its over now
I should forget about all the things
involving you and our first love.