2000 by Ragdall
I�m not your lover,
if it means,
sitting home by the phone, waiting.
I�m not your wife,
in the dark.
When you whisper that other woman�s name.
I�m not your friend,
when you sit in silence,
when there�s something that should be said.
I�m not a person,
when you treat me,
exactly how you make me feel.
I�m not your lover,
when your hands touch.
Something other then my heart.
I�m not your wife,
when your love,
is somewhere other then home,
I�m not your friend,
when I�m crying all alone,
instead of in your arms.
I�m not a person,
when I�m with someone,
who makes me feel a little less,
myself.
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