He doesn't love me
too cold when we hold hands
too gentle when we hug
he doesn't love me
he's far away when we're speaking
very still during the silences
I know he doesn't love me
I can see it in his eyes
I can see it in his heart
the shadows of another person his memories are tainted with days gone by
I can see it in his heart the films of them together he doesn't love me still he claimed my heart
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