Beautiful brown eyes. 

Jaw bones chizled to perfection.

I look into your eyes and wonder if you love me really. 

All those long talks on the phone. 

Long text messags about you & I. 

And I belive it's all honest.

Until about 10pm at night.

Im here, your there. 

Everything is much more different when your not around.

Your in bed. 

But your not alone. 

You have her. 

There sleeping beside you.

And if anything was to happen in the middle of the night guess who would be there. 

Her.

And not me when it should be

Because even beside her you still want me.  

You still say you need me. 

And there isn't a hour that goes by when your not trying to see me.  

It's crazy. 

Your in love with me,  but you love someone else. 

My heart aches from my best mistake. 

So really what is it? 

When im yerning for you knowing she has you. 

Whenever I hesitate to call cause she's around you. 

Because its like the moment she lost you,  I found you. 

What is this?

What are we!

Is this love? 

Or are we living in a beautiful hell?