His hands were wrapped around my waist last night
Not yours
His lips were against my lips last night
Not yours
Our bodies were pressed together in that bed
Not yours
He was breathing into my hair last night
Not yours
He whispered sweet nothings in my ears last night
Not yours
He carried me and ran his fingers up and down my spine last night
Not yours
But he's calling you to tell you he loves you this morning
And I have to realize,
He's not mine