I live everyday not knowing what the next brings
blind to the next love, infatuation or fling
it’s hard being without the one that I love
Even though it's for the better he still fits me like a glove
We're apart but still together, and still there's that connection
Looking in the mirror, I see me but feel his reflection
Those eyes looking not at me, but in me
Not with me but always will HE be in me
It's the little things, the simple things I remember
His favorite color, food, song and even number
Those things I wish we could start all over again and talk about
You think you know everything but is he really reaching out
You put your all on the line, to be able to say he's mine
But then find out later that loving him is a crime
