When you talk about her,
you tell me about all the abuse you took from her.
You tell me she cheated on you, and tortured you
emotionally and mentally for months.

Then why do you still have pictures of her?
Why do you still get that shine in your eye
when you mention her?
I don't see that shine when you look at me.

I can tell that you still love her.

And I know she is here,
walking back into your life.