Its funny how you can live with someone, and not truly know who they are. To lay down next to the one you desire, and the feelings aren't the same. To want to be kissed with such passion and intimacy, but somehow your signals don't cross. Its not so hard to realize when you're losing something, that you've had for so long.
Riddle me this, why do people engage in new relationships, before ending the one their currently in?
Why live an unhappy life?
