I don't love him
But his lips are convenient
And his hands are warm
You aren't here
Which is fine but it's not
And I miss you every day
I don't love him
And he doesn't love me
But we're both missing what we can't have
You don't love me
Which is something I understand
But I'll never get past
May 24, 2016
May 24, 2016 at 4:45 AM UTC
I don't love him
But his lips are convenient
And his hands are warm
You aren't here
Which is fine but it's not
And I miss you every day
I don't love him
And he doesn't love me
But we're both missing what we can't have
You don't love me
Which is something I understand
But I'll never get past