I wonder if you really love me.
I wonder if it’s me you want to be with.
You laugh with me and talk to me
She’s included in everything.
But you love me. Right?
We argue when I talk about my feelings.
You ask her about hers.
You console her when she’s sad
With me, its tough love.
You don’t ask about my future.
You know all about hers.
Do you really love me?
I take my time and get myself together for you. You notice her hair, her clothes, her
makeup, her perfume.
This isn’t love. Not even for myself.
I’ve got to move on.