A Place like Heaven

Time spent next to him; quiet and touching is heavenly to me. I wish that I could close my mind to the fact that it is not the same for him. That while I am in bliss, he is longing for someone else. I want to enjoy my time with him, but I sometimes feel second best. I fear that given the choice he would pick her over and over again. That when he kisses me he thinks of her. When he says I am pretty, he thinks that she is prettier. I hope one day that I can forget her and the pain. That moments with him will simply be moments in heaven.