He could not find a place in his heart, for him to love me. What's the use of having a heart when all you feel is pain. I have waited for him to love me, to give my love a chance. He has left my heart outside in the cold, looking for him, as he slips away in the distance. He could not find a place in his heart for me, could not see himself giving me his heart or loving me. What is the use of having a heart, when you feel pain everytime it beats, when you struggle with every breath that you take, because he took his love away.