Prisoners

I wonder if there's somebody for everyone
A person who, through no fault of theirs
And no intention of your own,
Is achingly perfect for you
Their every glance makes you grin
Looking into their eyes gives you butterflies
That fly up into your brain and explode
Making you dizzy and giddy
And soon, being around that person is all you can think about
All you desire out of life is to hear them laugh
Their touch sends shockwaves through you
And when they're around, life feels complete
What happens when you lose that person
And realize you've got to live without them somehow?

I wonder if my thoughts of him will ever cease
I wonder if imagining life as it could've been
Will ever NOT make me cry, in time
And if those dreams of him will fade
And with them, all that's left of my heart

What's the use of having a heart
If you're too afraid to use it?