There's a part of me
that still smiles at
the sound of his voice
wondering why my knees
just went weak for a second
but come to expect it
when his name pops up
on the phone...

the same part that
still sees him in dreams
and wonders what he's doing
though I been praying
for him to have someone
that is everything
I'm not cause
he deserves to be happy...

the part where his laugh
brings peace to my soul
and to travel within his mind
is poetry in 3D
even when the images
don't reflect me
they be amazing
to look at
even more so feel...

it's the part that
loves the effect of him
though knowing the cause
is counterproductive
to the things you wish
for him and I let go...

it's the part that
still loves him
but a stronger part of me
won't let me say so.