I see you with her.

I asked you why you wanted her.

You told me she love’s you.

I walked away.

I see her with another man.

But I don’t tell you.

I walked away.

I see you with her.

I asked you do you love her.

You said because she’s beautiful.

I walked away.

I see her with yet another man.

And I don’t tell you.

I walked away.

I see you crying.

I asked you why.

You said you found out she cheated.

I walked away.

I see you hold her.

As she says she didn’t mean it.

I walked away.

As I turn back.

One last glance.

And I whisper.

“I Love You”

I walk away.