Every Time....

Every time I remember you're leaving,
I die a little inside
Every time I recall the joyous times we had,
and that yoiu won't be there to continue them,
My heart tears in two.
Every time I think of you going,
I want to scream in anguish.
Every time I hear you speak of departing,
I cry in my soul, begging you to stop.
Every time I touch your hand,
I want to stop you from leaving

That's a good poem.
The first couple of lines are a bit cliche, but in the rest of it, you seemed to break away from that.
Oh, and fourth line, you typo'd "you."
You're definitely a powerful writer.