When your with me,

Do you think of him?

When you say you love me,

Are you even talking to me?

I fear that you’re talking through me,

I can see you drifting off in your thoughts,

I watch you stray away from shore,

Did you even plan to say goodbye,

Do I even cross your mind,

Or is it only in convenience,

If he wasn’t so far away you’d run away so quick,

That is the truth I foresee,

I have seen it before and I feel that I will see again,

Maybe for a last time,

I should be happy for you,

But I don’t have enough of it to share.