I love it.
I love the way you look at her
I love the countless nights
I've spent thinking about you
When you think of her

I love it.
I love the way I try for you,
But you try for her.
I love the way I miss you
When you miss her

I love it.
I love the many scars placed on my thighs
that are strictly from you.
I love the feeling I get with you.
You know, the feeling you get with her.

K.M.C