every time I see pictures of you and she
I forget to breathe
choking on cascades of tears
threating to reveal my deepest fear
of what I really feel.
It's been four years, and I've found
a grin can easily mask a frown
a laugh can cover a wail
to you it's a happy ending to our romantic tale
but for me it can never be
because I loved you more than she
but you chose her over me.