Sunday, 29 August 2010

He, who was mine

I see her see you
I see you see her

Then I close my eyes
and deafen my ears

I look at random music
and kill the feeling inside

I slowly stub the passion
the want to pull you aside

Then I see you touch her
and caress her with your eyes

I see her want you
I see you want her

Again I look the other way
pretending not to care

I hate you for loving her
yet love you every time

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