at 3 am when you and i lay in my bed
you wrap me in your arms and intertwine me with your affection
i feel guilty
for i am not the one you should be intertwined with
then you whisper words that caress the loneliest parts of my soul
and i drift into what could be
but once i am not in your arms
and we are untangled
you intertwine with someone else
the someone you call your girlfriend
and i hear the i love you’s slip off your tongue
the same tongue that told me that she wasn’t what you wanted anymore