I heard a faint whisper and I thought it was you,
but it wasn’t and you were never there in the first place.
I guess I should have expected it,
exclusivity isn’t a thing you would be forced to adhere to.
I wonder, though, if you felt for him, what I feel for you?
I lessened the pain by pretending I was better without you,
but it stings… burns almost, and when I’m feeling better,
you scorch me with your presence.
I don’t sleep much anymore, you haunt me nightly,
and when I start to forget you,
my phone buzzes faintly on the table,
it’s you, reminding me again that you’re still in my life,
if I throw my phone on the bed I won’t hear you buzz,
but the temptation is far too much, and I yield to you.
I’ll try again to forget you tomorrow.