Disparity

Is it strange to realize that I have known him for five years? Absolutely

But do you know whats even stranger? I don't know him at all

I do not recognize the one in whom I kissed as I heard the rain gently fall

Strangely, I do not hold back tears as i picture it all 

I am not crying for the loss of the one whom I no longer know

All along, we were sure to feel this blow

Certainly, I am not jealous of her

It would take more than this to cause jealously in me to stir

Because Truthfully;

Will she be there late at night?

And does this right? 

Does she know about your dad, and all of the memories you wish you have had?

Is she just one more name for the list?

Your black book cannot handle much more of this

Does she even know? 

That your feelings you never show

Does she even know?