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She:

I knew it when I held his hand

I felt it when I leaned over to kiss him

I know, I’m not naïve

There’s someone else, there is

He clutched on to me

But I know it was bogus

He tried to articulate love to me

But it was a lie—very obvious

So much for my perfect romance

Something I envisioned all my life

Looks like reality just knocked the sense out of me

Imaginary legend of an immortal daydream

He knew it’d break me apart

All his kisses were all but simulations of our used-to-be’s

He knows I deserve more than this

There’s someone else, there is

He:

I touched her and then felt guilt

I kissed her back; an innocent mimicry

I think she knows about the other

There’s someone else, there is

Whenever we’re together it’s just so bland

It will never be the same—that’s a fact

Maybe I’ve outgrown this relationship of ours

Yes, I’m lying to her but it’s something I never wanted

When I’m with another I feel so free

It’s a remorseful act I’m now comfortable with

I know it’s wrong yet it feels so damn right

But it’s so hard to break free from her grasp

I know it would obliterate her grounds

But I can’t go on pretending

She deserves more than all these

There’s someone else, there is

The other woman:

I saw it when he held her hand

I watched them but I wanted to die

Does she know about me?

There’s someone else, that’s me

She clung to him—tightly, securely

He was endearing and caring too

Though I knew he was faking

Inside, I was deeply hurting

How does he feel when they’re together?

I know he’s a man I share with another

I know it’s a lapse on my morality

But I intend to snatch him—away, if I may say

It’s a decision between my heart and my mind

But I can’t prolong this selfish act

I deserve more than this—a man of my own

There’s someone else, and I regret that it’s me