i knew it
i knew it
i was never, enough
not now
not then
not ever
you'll always, cheat on me
your fingers don't
trace her collarbone
they don't follow her curves
to dip at her waist
they won't grip her hips
or hold her close
but your words cut me deep
shes ****
she appreciates you
she isn't me,
your wife
who does your laundry
cleans your dishes
turns your shirts inside out
when i fold them because
you believe its good luck
I won't ever be her
doesn't mean
I'm not ****
doesn't mean
i don't appreciate you
but you don't appreciate me