I hear the music,  the musician gently caressing her one true love to help her cope. I can feel the emotion through my hopelessly edgy headphones,  and I know when she is stressed, happy. sad,  heartbroken,  confused.

  I feel a wetness on my face,  and I envy her.

I fell so in love with a girl like you,
She talked to me when I was feeling blue.

Feels so long ago, when she smiled at me,
Thinking of her, she’s like a fantasy,

To me, reality couldn’t compare,
The thought without her, I just couldn’t bear.

So most every moment was torment,
You never understood what it meant.

Nothing else mattered, just her, don’t you see?
But then I became the worst kind of me…