Thread: Ode to the Ex-lover

I know you still think of me--
I think of you too.
I wonder, though, am I near as often in
your mind as you are in mine?
Do Your soft lips imagine kissing mine, when
it is another's that they touch?
I'll bet your mind plays tricks on you;
when you are driving through town or
stopping at a store you see me, but I'm
not really there.
The thought of you is so fresh in my mind
that I can relive our past as if it were
present.
I know you do the same, I have poisoned your
mind...
Good! Deal with the torture of always wanting
me but never having me.
I'll bet you don't like how it feels, do you?
Live with your choice of her over me.