Lletres: Dating Delilah. Don't Think, Just Move. Sleeping With The Enemy.

My stomach turns, my stomach hurts,
when i see you with him
my cheeks burn red, with jealousy
my knuckles turn white, with the thought that you might,
be happier with him than with me

so for now,
the corners of my eyes catch everything
but you give yourself away
take a glance to see if i am hurt
enough to realize what i am missing,
not missing you

this is fake and i wish it wasn't
i want him to make you happy
for the two of you to go across the ocean, where you belong
out of site, out of mind
am i out of my mind?

so for now,
the corners of my eyes catch everything
but you give yourself away
take a glance to see if i am hurt
enough to realize what i am missing,
not missing you

my choices would be easier to make if i knew that you were out of reach

but i know you, and i know he will never make you laugh harder, think deeper, hug tighter, cuddle warmer, kiss better, or breath faster than me
remember that

so for now,
the corners of my eyes catch everything
but you give yourself away
take a glance to see if i am hurt
enough to realize what i am missing,
not missing you