I think I love her more than anything else you say.
I think about how you couldn't look at me.

I've been seeing her you say.
I’m glad didn't, my eyes would have deceived me.

I've held her and kissed her you tell me
as nonchalantly as a quiet pleasantry.

I think I love her more than anything else.

You went from her arms
to mine.

I held an infinite tenderness
that was shattered by your obliviousness.

I think I love her more than anything else.

The air escapes my lungs
as the room fills with darkness.
My darkness.

Did you hear me crack as I broke apart
in the stillness of a wasted evening.

Ten thousand unspoken words.
I didn't dare speak.

*I think I love her more than anything else.