i know i'm tired, worn, and slightly torn,
but my ears still perk up when they hear you.
my eyes still gaze at you when you pass.
my calloused hands long for you to hold them.
i know you stopped loving me
but my pillows still smell like you do.
my mouth still wants to say your name.
my legs still walk in sync with yours walking away.
i know you're confused,
but i couldn't love you more if i tried.
my pulse quickens with every look you give.
my throat runs dry without words to say.
i know you're over me,
but i'm not over you.