In A Corner Of My Heart

In a corner of my heart there dwells a pain That thoughts of you awaken each day; Purposely, I provoke it, then sigh in vain, Knowing there will be a price to pay In a corner of my heart there is a poem, Born of each kiss and each solemn vow; Loving you as I did they could fill a tome - But poems your love inspired mock me now What good is love if the happiness it brings Turns into a pageantry of pain, And the song of love the heart blissfully sings Becomes parting's sorrowful refrain? Without love, no comfort waits at end of day, Just memories, unwilling to depart; (Was it wrong to keep one flower from love's bouquet, Hidden in a corner of my heart?) In a corner of my heart my expressions Of true and faithful love sit and cry; Unable to absorb the transgressions Your love brought, they're mute, without reply So many tears have fallen, forging this chain That won't permit memories to depart, And I can find no way to suppress the pain Now filling each corner of my heart