Original Poetry

He’s With Her

He’s with her
And all I can think about
Is him
And how he’s touching her
And the smile he has on his face
As she flirts with him
And how he flirts back
With a shy smile
Like the one I fell in love with
On 11th February
And I wonder if he’s kissed her
Or if he’s kissing her
And he smiles during the kiss
Like he did in our first one
And I know he’s loving spending time with her
Because she’s pretty
And happy
And she wears nice clothes
And has a great body
With super great hips
And an amazing set
Of teeth of course.
And I wonder if he’ll even think about me
Just once
When he’s with her
Or maybe he’ll be too busy
Laughing at her jokes
And making ones to get her smile.
And I’m sitting here
In my bed
With no one to cry to
Except for a worn out pillow case
Who’s heard my dreams and felt my tears
And knows more about me than he did.


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