glistening
morning dew

the sky
a golden hue

you’re in bed
with someone new

you are in love
with only you

you say we’re done playing
this hurtful little game

ruining the reputations
of both our names

but when I suggest
we start taking things serious

you respond by telling me
that you are still curious

about the bodies with which
you haven’t yet had ***

every time you say it, you break me
like I’m one of your objects

you think I don’t know you
but I’ve met you before

“tell her that you care
she might let you make her sore”

“tell her she’s the only one you’re talking to
her dress might hit the floor”

“tell her you can’t breathe without her
she might let you go *******”

“but if you tell her that you love her……….
then you’re guaranteed to score”

so I know what you do
and I know who you are

and right now you’re in bed
with Red Crop Top from the bar

she’s still sleeping so you text me
“I love you,” with a heart

wow…
even Pinocchio’s nose couldn’t stretch that far

you’re in bed
with someone new

so the blame
goes to you

because I can’t be happy
without you

but I can’t be happy
with you too

you break hearts and promises
it makes me blue

if only I could
get over you

I can’t get over
while I’m still under

you make my heart break
can you hear its thunder?

I want to text you
but you’re still with her

I’m sure last night
is still a blur

quick! put the phone down
she’s beginning to stir

she’ll say “good morning”
with a seductive purr

searching your mind for a name
but you can’t remember her

was she really worth it
my mind will wonder

glistening
morning dew

the sky
a golden hue

and you’re in bed
with someone new