The worst feeling, Is talking to you, Knowing that there is someone else, Feeling that there is someone else.. For you don’t have to say it, It’s known, For I can feel it, The presence of someone else. And it breaks my heart, Piece by piece, For how easy it is for you, To let go, Find someone new, Yet, How easy it is, For me to hold on. All of which breaks me into pieces, Not knowing how to put myself back together. It’s funny, Interesting, How you think I didn’t know, Don’t realize. But hunny, I know. Because I know you, Better than you think, I feel you, That is, Feel into to you. More than you could ever imagine. So, It isn’t just me, There is someone else.