Untitled Poetry

Thirty

I think of you,
Day and night.
Each time I know
It isn't right.
I love you more each day,
But you won't even put in the time to say hey.
They say absence makes the heart grow fonder,
Sometimes I don't want to hold on any longer.
But I'll always want you
No matter what you do.
Because even though we are through,
I still always think of you.