My Secret Love.. (you could do better)

As I sit and think my thoughts of you,
sipping on this glass of wine,
I can't help be obsess over you,
I heard it gets better with time,
but it's been too long,
Watching your hand and hers interwine,
It's kind of sick how i'm stuck on you,
Who knew these feeling would still be alive,
As a take another sip, and slur my words,
i cant help but think of you, and what your doing with her,
Boy I was the best you've ever had, because better is what you deserve
I'm trying to resist calling you,
but I know you'll be with her
What is it that she has over me?
is it the way she laughs, the way she thinks?
Whatever it is, she wins..
because you chose her over me...