i know you're in his arms
breath on your neck
a gentle kiss
and the thought of it's
wrecking me

as you look into his eyes
was it worth the sweat
my unrequited paramour
i mean it in the dearest way

i've never felt our bodies touch
yet my mind can trace your curves
from lips to hips then hips to lips
a sideline show - waiting
alone on the dance floor

for the glance that once came my way
a moment wasted
an opportunity slipped
from my fingertips
into his open arms

courage my empty angel
id take you used
tattered and torn
and make you mine

let's make something beautiful
only to watch it burn
fuck
         and
                 forget  
one night, we were one
in the not so distant future
a second chance to make it true