You mention him when your around me.
Lovers? No just friends because youre not ready.
For a love that I'd fill you with,
But a fire that'll start when you're gone.
I will be engulfed by a hatred so pure.
Not For the reason that I was only an option
And never a cure.
But so I can hate the love that you told me about
And know it's something that only I ever adored.