What if you love me the way I love him. Knowing he is deeply in love with me. That he will whisper sweet things and temporarily fill the lonely. That when he holds me I don't have to see his face and pretend he is someone else (you). Thank goodness humans close their eyes when they kiss, I don't want to imagine opening my eyes to brown when I want your blue. What if I am your in-between as you wait for the girl you've been in love with for years but can't seem to get over? And I still do this to him, as if if someone did it to me, it wouldn't kill me.