You Are My Other Half
Your love hurts my heart but I can't give up on you dear. I'm calling you profit. You hurt me every time I call.
I'm telling you, maybe I can make up for this lack, half my half with you. But when I remember that it is not my half, it belongs to someone else, all the halfs become wounds to me.
Every time I look at your face, my wound heals, but every time I remember that someone else has touched the face I look at, I get hurt.
Every time I love you, even with your love that is not mine, my wound is closed, but every time I love you, when I see the return of the love that is not mine, I get hurt again and again.
I'm always trying to close my wound. But it will open again and again as you continue to be someone else's half