great songs always have an end

I know it was just a cool thing:
you knew someone you didn't think you could,
you got to have a friend, someone who cared.
I know you meant it well,
and that I'm close to your heart,
but that is all [and enough] for you,
and I'll never be The Someone you love [and trust].
'cause, although innocent and just small things, [in your eyes]
your kisses meant the world to me,
'cause, although friendly and at a guard, [in you heart]
having you in my arms healed my wounds,
'cause, although spontaneous and light hearted, [in your soul]
your words, looks and love, got me free.
it comes to me why I chose not to feel:
all great songs come to end,
in a big [empty] silence, or with the sound fading,
but when I play the music,
my heart always ends up hurting.