Memories come back of the things you and I use to do together as I spend time with him.
I love him but yet he lacks one thing...
He's not you...
I can't open up to him as willingly.
I can't love him as much as I can you.
He only makes me half alive and you made me feel completely alive,
Still do sometimes.
I tell him things I once told you and my mind goes back to then.
We kiss and I think if the times you and I had kissed,
How much love I had felt...
How much love I gave you.
I'm only half alive without you.
I still love you.
Is it wrong that I love you when I'm with someone else?
I love him as well just not as much.
The things you and I use to do come back to mind when I think of him and I doing them...
The things I told you that I am now telling him...
I miss you my love.
7Shadows Teed
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/memories-of-you-and-i/
