Can I help the way I feel?

Or will this broken heart never heal?

Can you tell water not to fall?

With each crash a different sound,

Mimicking the rate at which my heart pounds

For you, and you only

I can't help but feel lonely,

In a crowd full of people, but none being you

I could speak, but there is no point to

 I waste the words that fall from my lips every day

And continue to hang on to every one you say

But you never say enough