“Oh to love one who loves another...?”
To see her, kissing someone, OTHER THEN YOU,
Driving by, it seems she’s not bothered about you,
It’s as if you’re not there, vanished into thin air,
To watch her be with someone OTHER THEN YOU,
Her loving someone, other than you,
The burning rage deep down, taking over you,
Not eating for days, bleeding instead,
Just for seeing her, with someone OTHER THEN YOU, |