....there's someone else

You hold my hand and kiss my face... I kiss you back. You say that you love me, and in some way I know that you do, but I'm not IN love with you, and you're not IN love with me. That's the thing about replacement people, we fill the void that someone else has left, so we don't feel the emptiness, so we don't feel the hurt. It's not that we don't care about each other, it's just that we care about someone else more....