What Used To Be Now Isn't

When we’re together with no one around
who do you see?
her or me?
because it seems she’s the only thing on your mind
even now that she’s gone
you won’t give me a chance
I’m nothing worth a second glance
unlike her, who has no faults
through her beauty, you see no one else
were you aware I had my own identity?
or am I just a memory of what used to be?
do you keep me around to empathize with your sorrow?
am I your replacement until tomorrow?
love me for who I am not who I know
I know this sounds slightly absurd
but believe it or not I can stand on my own
I have more potential than you realize
now whose lips are you kissing?
Hers or mine?