Melodies not to be heard

No more melodies can I hear, nothing can be heard but the drops of my tears. I think of all that was us and think that what a joke my heart must of been. We were always the perfect fit, arms clutching each other as our lips melted together, loving you was all I ever wanted. My heart races when I see you around, but it cries out when it is to never hear you utter a sound. I make up reasons to stick around, trying to believe your heart also cries out for me. I have driven myself crazy with dreams of what still may be. I turn around so many corners in hopes that you will be there, but to never see you only brings more tears to my eyes. Hearing about your heartache leaves me in a state of confusion, why must we live our live's in the illusion that it is not the others heart that we want to be lost in. Hearts and souls, lovers and best friends, what more could there have been?