Hell - continued

Do you know what hell is like?
Hell is sleeping on my back and feeling your finger tip trace my chest tat.
Hell is dreaming of wrapping my arms around you.
And waking up alone.
Hell is a little something like hearing the softest whisper "baby" at 3am and rolling over to nothing but silence.  
Hell is swearing you fell asleep with your hand in mine and wondering if I’ve gone crazy.  
I'm constantly wondering what you're doing and if you're thinking of me...  
Cause you're gone.
And I can't get you out of my head.
 
 
To the guy that took every beautiful reason I had to smile about her and turned them into nothing but panicking thoughts.  
Hating you will never make sense cause we've never actually met.  
But she tells me we're equal.
We are the same to her,
She loves us both.
But how is that possible when I've been waking up every morning thinking of new ways to make her smile, for the past six months!
How is that possible when I've been kissing her lips goodnight, for the past six months!
How is it possible that YOU,
Could be my equal...
To the only girl I've ever fallen in love with.
See I know that we aren't equal,
Even without knowing you.  
Because I know how much I love her,
And How much I would better myself for her.
I would have spent endless nights making sure that before she closes her eyes to sleep, that she knows someone cares.
I know we aren't equal...
Cause I know you won't give her what she deserves and I know you wouldn't be willing to go out of your way even to try.
But when I ripped back all the uncertainty from her face,  
Her eyes spoke words I didn't want to hear.
Thoughts deep inside her mind that even she couldn't hear.  
And as I hugged her for the last time.  
I felt her heart beat differently.
 
If I ever find out you broke her heart,
I'm going to punch you in the face.
And even if it's only one punch,
I promise you will feel every bit of pain I've been feeling since you took her away from me.
 
We are NOT equal.