With every look I sicken,
With each touch I die,
With every kiss my sadness rages,
Without your love I'll never fly'�

I know that you love me,
I know it deep inside'�
I feel it in your heartbeat,
When you hold me in your arms.

But she has you
She loves you too; it's clear to see
And so I watch, I wait,
I pine, I perish'�

From your heart to mine,
I feel the trust, the respect.
Something she'll never have,
And yet'� without trust there can be no love'�

Do you love her?
Are you in love with her?
Or is this some personal challenge?
Sprung from you pride? Your inability to fail?

In this life, patience is the truest virtue'�
But honesty, the hardest'�
'How can you not feel something,
For someone who looks at you like that?'�

She loves you with every fibre of her being,
You 'care' for her?
I hate to see her in pain,
I'll never know why'�

But I know that she is hurting.
You elate her, you charm her,
She never wants to leave you'�
But you 'care' for her'�

Do you believe that hearing that from you,
Wouldn't kill her?
Every woman deserves to be adored,
And you 'care' for her?

What is this façade of a relationship even for?

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