bad people do still have feelings

well,
it's hard to explain,
it's hard to sustain,
but I'll try if you let me

this doesn't change the way i feel about you
or your place in my life
can't you see I'm suffering here?
a shot of broken heart that is chased with fear?

intentions that were originally pure,
have turned obscure.
seconds into hours.
minutes into years.
yet it's the same feeling that have been through in me.

my heart burns through.
my chest to the floor.
tearing me silently although suddenly.
words and feeling cant hide as i'm still thinking of you.

i tried to see,
i tried to understand,
but it seems no different.
yet,
i have the face the truth,
face the fact.
and i have to move on.