"There is no past tense when it comes to love. It's either you do, or you never did."
Staring into his deep, brown eyes,
The beautiful blueness of yours
Return my stare.
He says my name,
Like he needs me more than anyone.
But the echo of your voice,
Gently whispering to me deep into the night,
Has never left my mind.
He holds my body with the most tenderness of love,
But I've never been weakened by that touch,
As I was forever changed,
The day your hand found mine.
How lucky I am to have found this man,
And yet I haven't smiled even once...
Not in THAT way anyway.
This life and this love,
Is anything but fair to us both.
I can't wholly be with him,
When everything I am,
Still remains with you.
I can't live this life,
In complete denial,
Of what I KNOW to be true.
What good is moving on,
When I'm forced to live behind this facade
Of pretending I don't love you anymore.
What good is living this life,
But worst of all,
It's not that I don't love him,
I just love you more.
It's not that he's not anything,
You're just my everything.
And it's not that he's not good,
I just know I can do better.