When she was mine

You cant see it, but its there. The ambivalence in her stare. Her hesitation so subtle and not easily seen but while shes kissing him, shes thinking of me.

How do i know, why do i care.? Because i give that same stare. She should be mine, shes filling the time but so am I. I see the smile, hear the laughs, yeah i should have that

You’d never know seeing the day to day. But everything changed sometime late in may.

I know how lonely she gets, I hate that I took it so far. The cost was great and now I no longer hold the pieces of her heart.

When I’m close I feel her put up that guard. The one I use to just walk through. So much damage I dont even know where to start, but now I’m watching someone else fill my part.

Promises were made to tell no more lies but the truth she knew I seen it in her eyes. Regrets are haunting and often i flash back.

Her laugh while my head lies in her lap. The expression when she was troubled, her eyes would have an amber hue that's how i always knew. We read eachothers books so many times. We knew every line, back when she use to be mine.