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This is a poem about being the other woman. |
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It all started about a year ago When I shyly caught his eye He pursued me, even though I had a guy I am not quite sure why, but he did not let up For six long months we flirted and then it gets fucked up Along the time of flirting Things with me and my guy went south I broke his heart and he broke mine but there was the other one there to help He gently leaned forward and kissed me upon my lips That new years eve day after work, and what was that, my heart did flips To the first time we made love, on that cold january morn when he opened that hotel room door, I knew i would always be wanting more I wondered if it was wrong what we were doing there, but in his arms it felt so right who was i to care? For six more months its carried on Always being told just wait a bit more, I promise to you my darling you will no longer be my whore I swear I am trying to make you mine forever, the words he has told me everytime we are together And now I sit here wondering if all he said was lies to keep me there forever as his dish upon the side The worst of this is not over, for there is someone else involved why cant she see the truth?..does she not have the balls? Is she a coward like me , who cant bear to be alone or are we both just fools for falling for his charm |
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