It does

It doesn't kill me the fact that you are not talking to me;
It doesn't kill me the fact that you are nowhere near me or that you think i'm probably immature.
What it really kills me is the fact that you choose not to see how much I love you,
That you choose not to see that I have loved you all along.
It kills me!
It kills me because I choose to remember your smile everytime I wake up and I choose to remember how you look at me and see my soul.
It kills me that I don't know what happened to you and you keep your pain only for yourself.
I choose to remember!
I choose you and I choose to love you.
I choose to remember how five minutes near you equals a lifetime near anybody else.
I choose to remember...
But you...you choose to forget...
And all I want you to do right now is for you to choose to love me back because damn it, I definitely deserve it!