a thousand times....

How many nights have I looked over to find you next to me... Twirling a piece of brown silk between my fingers watching you sleep. Your skin illuminated by a ray of moonlight. How many times have I looked down into eyes, So clear, filled with innocence and vulnerability.... How many times have I kissed your pink lips, touched your warm skin and heard your melodic laugh? In my mind, thousands... In my head, I've heard your voice saying my name. In my head I've inhaled your sweetness... Just the vivid imagination of a man who only has an imagination. When day breaks, and my eyes open...I'm alone. Because... You're laying next to him as he twirls a piece of brown silk between his fingers. He sees the pale glow of your skin in the moonlight.... How many times has he looked into your eyes? Inhaled your sweetness, tasted your lips? Thousands... He knows your warmth... He's heard your laugh... You've said his name .... And when he opens his eyes when the day breaks... your there, still in his arms And my imagination turns to a nightmare... and God I ing hate him...