Proper Etiquette

Silence is the seconds after she sets her phone down and before he texts her back She keeps it on vibrate so it doesn't wake me That's pretty polite of her I think it's cute she thinks I could fall asleep My teeth tingle the good sex tingle when my head board shivers Maybe memories Maybe foreshadowing She has different sighs Ones for when she's sad, angry, overwhelmed His texts and our hugs have the same sigh That's how I know she still loves me She says his name in bed We both pretend it didn't happen It's better that way I keep her warm for him She keeps me... She keeps me I don't go through her phone and read her text messages She deletes them That's polite of her I don't ask about him It's only polite of me There's nothing more to be said I get the good sex tingle when her phone vibrates Not when it beeps though Because if it beeps it's just her sister And I don't want sex with her sister She tells me I know things about her no one else knows It's cute she thinks no one else knows Can you count? I can count 1 text 2 text 3 text It's just like sheep If the sheep were stealing your shit She's not my shit Just wanted to make that clear She's his shit I just stay here I like it when she pretends he doesn't exist It's polite of her He exists They say goodnight around three When she turns her phone volume back up I whisper good night She pretends I don't whisper I just hope if I have the last word she'll dream about me too On occasion he turns her on That's when we have the best sex She keeps her eyes closed so she can see him I close my eyes too I like to imagine her eyes are open Sometimes they fight About me We don't fight about him She appreciates that I can hear it in her sighs Sometimes his texts get frustrated sighs Sometimes I get those too Usually when I try and rest my hand on hers during silence She doesn't like that She likes him

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