Because he loves her

by Kayde Meade   Jun 2, 2007


I think about him constantly
Wondering, wishing he was thinking of me
Dreaming of him saying those words
And though we're different as whey and curds
I love him with my entire beating heart
With every piece that he's ripped apart
I see him with her and I get quite a fright
And then I cry myself to sleep at night
Every day is just a blur
Just because he loves her.

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