i stopped reading your horoscopes
i stopped telling you every little detail of my day
and started telling you how rude and ignorant the world is
i don't think i ever actually loved you.
i don't look at you like you put the stars in the sky
i don't study ever fine line on your face
i don't kiss your hands
i don't hold you to make you feel okay
i don't watch how your eye color changes in the sunset
I've never kissed you the way i kiss her

i read her horoscopes
i tell her about my day
and she tells me what she has planned for the future
shes starts placing stars in my sky
carefully and individually
i look at the lines on her face
i kiss her hands
i hold her as if she is a fond memory trying to escape my mind
i watch the way her eyes change from rich chocolate to creamy coffee in the sun
i kiss her like its the last time i'll ever see her

i think i love her and i now know that I've never loved you.