*~~~~~*~~~~~*~~~~~*~~~~~*
So in love with him I was,
And I had thought his heart was true.
Now I know the horrid truth.
While with me, he'd longed for you.
When he kissed you did you think
That his lips were yours to touch?
Do you know that I exist
And that I love him oh so much?
*~~~~~*~~~~~*~~~~~*~~~~~*
Imprisoned in the frame of pine,
The photograph of he and I
Shadows the days when he was mine
Before my soul learned how to cry.
