It’s been so long since you and I have seen each other eye to eye. And still I can remember in awe, the secrets you hide from us all. Does he know what you’ve told me? Will he judge you if your demons are freed? Does he care to feel your pains? Does he dare to play your games? Would he even dare to hold your hand, knowing that the emotion he displays is all a sham? Does he know how to treat all your ills? Or does he shove down your throat useless pills? Does he look you in the eye, and exposes all his heart could cry? When he kisses you, does he just, show no love, only lust? When he holds you in the night, does he think of you, or does his mind take flight? Was he worth losing me, forbidding all that I pity, using all that I did change, and forming word from my rage? I see in the sky, hear in the wind, and learn all I hold sacred. I still pity you for your mistakes, only because there no difference between love and hate.