Afterthoughts

How are we supposed to live
You and me...
Together- yet so separately?
Sometimes, everytime
Maybe not all of the time.
I want you. Why isn't it me?
Jealousy, helplessly
Take away my tendency
To cry for you, picture you
Picture me in love with you
Hold my hand
Kiss my cheek
This love, his heart I have to keep
Somedays, everyday
Why do I have to feel this way?
Living a memory
Dreaming a lie,
Baby, love, it's real it's me...
This isn't how we were supposed to be.