Torn

In the beginning....

My lover sits beside me
and the love of my life stands before me
the pain of this eats at me
My lover thinks only of me
thinks of my love for him
and his for me
The love of my life gives me this look like, "God, you disgust me"
He knows how I'll miss him
and how back to him I'll creep
It troubles him to to dis his friend like that, I can tell
but he will

And in the end...

It happens when the sun goes down
I'm all alone and there's nothing
to keep my thoughts from turning
to my lonliness and need for you
Our love, your touch, I took you for granted
I miss you