If I Were A Painter

If I were a painter
Would've painted your heart
A heart that could love me
And feels the same as mine
A heart that could feel the pain
That I feel in your absence
A heart that could see the tears
When you are far
A heart that could miss me
More than mine misses you
A heart that could hear the cry
When mine cries for you
A heart that could beat for me
As mine beats for you
But I am not so gifted
Is that why you drifted?
Or tell me the reason, tell me why?
Was my love not enough?
Or did I make you cry?
More than my life, I loved you
Was that not enough for you?
I am not angry, but I miss you
My life wouldn't be in dark
If I were a painter
And I could paint your heart.