And I know your leaving because I can recognize a lost cause, pause and just look in the mirror, you see, the lost cause is clearer
I've always had this effect; I will show you the faults you want to forget, even if by example, your doubt is obvious and ample
I see you unintentionally, my critical eyes have destroyed myself, and they do so again to someone else
But why do you blame your faults on me, as if I was the one who created them instead of the one who is just seeing
You asked why my eyes were constantly moving, like any good poker player I was defining your tells, strictly studying
You lie with a blink, a pause, and at times a complacent sigh, not to mention sometimes over the phone you so obviously roll your eyes
I can't hear it but I feel it, my senses first, and you know I'm not lying because you can recognize truth in my thoughts and words
You can recognize my tells as well as you are obtrusive, you are completely lucid as I am attracted to obsessive compulsions

Does it matter that she cries your name when his tongue explores her mouth and more? His continuity inflames his most basic of needs and though she thinks of you during sex it means absolutely nothing. He feeds off that love and even though it isn’t aimed towards him, he receives all the dividends. She needs the release, completely and since you’re not around you might as well be a noun, an adjective thrust is what he gave her and since so her dissipated trust is the result of his actions and such. Never believe and abandon meaning. She says you’re the One but plenty have indulged in her love so completely, the anonymous so prevalent and many. Singular love is an ideal, the past and present dissolve.