I Know

I know what you think of
when you look at me.
I know what you imagine
when you look at me.
I know what you wish you’d see
every time you see me.
It’s not me,
no, it never is me.
I know what you wish you’d feel
every time you hold me.
I know what you think of
when you make love to me.
I know who you see
when you see me.
It’s not me,
it never will be me.
I know you want someone else,
so why are you with me?
She’s in your thoughts,
in your mind.
She’s in your dreams, your fantasies,
all the time.
So why are you with me
when you don’t want me?
I know all of this,
and still, I can’t let you go.
You mean too much to me,
you have my heart, mind, body, and soul.
So why do I play along
with all of this?
Because I love you,
because I still remember where we first kissed.
I know you don’t care for me,
I don’t think you ever did.
It was always her you wanted,
always her you kissed.
So this is my good-bye,
here it all is.
You can have anyone you want,
anyone but me.