I could smell you in his lies when he first met you
I could taste you in his absence when he started spending time with you
I could feel you in his boredom when he started screwing you
I could even hear you in his groans when he started falling for you
Now, I see you in his regrets when he realizes he’s lost me while chasing after you
I know you loved his style and the smell of his cologne that I picked
I know you loved the feel of his skin and the crispy shirts that I ironed
I know you fell for his smooth speak, one that I had personally polished
And I know you enjoyed playing with his dangerously curly hair that I personally textured
I totally understand we both like our men perfectly groomed
We had a conversation this morning and he says he feels rather lonely
He said I no longer care that much and our house is no longer homely
He said I gave up on playing cocky and that he no longer gets me horny
My bad, it’s just that I thought you were taking over my place wholly
If you wanted to be me, you should have committed to him fully
I don’t know much about you but I know you need him more
I don’t know enough about you but I can tell you now feel like quite the whore
I guess you didn’t mean to hurt me but your heart he now tore
I guess you didn’t know what you were doing so next time you better be sure
I guess you tried as much as you could but you fell short in your allure
To me he’s soul food, to you he could only be eye candy
To me he’s my best friend, to you he was just the new trend
To me he’s a life partner, to you he could only be a young Santa
It’s clear that we both danced to his adage
But only one of us was collateral damage
Trizah Fay © 2016
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