Observation of Your Bitterness

Hours pass as do the faces
Eyes sting like chain ball maces
Time seems to slow, when I'm with you
But it picks up it's pace when I bid adieu
So let it be known by the whole Earth
A broken heart, regret of it's birth
Was made today, from your hate
Just tried to fix it, but it's too late

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Dedicated to the people who have had to watch a past lover from afar