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You kiss her the way you used to kiss me,

You speak of her the how you spoke of me,

I miss and think of you while you miss and think of her,

I glance in your eye's as I pass you in the hall but you don't notice me,

You consume my dreams at night,

But she lay's beside you as I did so long ago,

You my life, heary, soul, my everything,

I'd die just to be your anything,

I start casual conversation,

But you hear silence,

I wish once again you would notice me,