I am the one at fault.

(theoretically)
Why does his broken heart still care?
After all i did, he should realize.
But now I find that I care too.
And I don't just care, but I love.
And he loves.
And we should love together, yet we love apart.
And we both ask why?
And it is because I can't.
Though, that is not so because of authority, but it is because of me.
And the tears run down my face as I realize that I am unable.
Unable to love such a great love.
And I am torn.