You belong to her,

But it’s obvious that you

Love me and not her.

I don’t want to be “that girl,”

But every time I try to end it,

You say you’re going to leave

Her. And every time,

I end up hurt and alone.

She has you wrapped around

Her pinky finger and we both

Know you can’t get free.

You’re tangled in her web if falsities.

She doesn’t love you at all.

She just needs arm candy.

She will cheat on you the first chance

She gets. So we’ll just keep stealing

These precious moments together,

In the dead of night and whisper

Empty promises and sweet nothings.