When you looked at him
I wish you would want me
To warm your bed.
The way your eyes shine
At his glance
Breaking into a sweat
And butterflies at dance.
I can feel how
You melt with his touch
How you wait
To hear his footsteps
I had wished some day
You would choose me
That I would be the 'One' -
But that's a distant dream.
You are his, now
And I have her
I put her where -
You put him, easy.
So, I hug her closer
And hear her squeal
Her eyes, lit up
Sadly, mine would never be.
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