I'm on the phone with my boyfriend
I'm upset
It really isn't about anything he said
It's about the fact that I know from the sound of his voice he's in his room with
Her
I know she's sitting on his bed
With her earbuds in
Smiling to herself at the thought of how
Cool
She
Is
He says that she's
Just a friend
But I know how
This will end
One day he's gonna
Wake up and find that
It was always
Her
The entire time
My short skirts
And all that pain
From the heels I wear
Eight hours each day
Just can't compare
To that effortless thing
They've always shared
Does she really think I'm unaware
That he belongs with
Her?
He doesn't want to talk
Says he needs a walk
Conveniently omitting
Cause he's hoping I'm forgetting
That's what he likes to do with
Her
I know it'll start out as a walk
But before long they'll sit and talk
And it'll all be so easy
Cause he isn't laughing with me
He's only that way with
Her
He says that she's
just a friend
But I know how
this will end
One day he's gonna
Wake up and find that
It was always
Her
The entire time
My short skirts
And all that pain
From the heels I wear
Eight hours each day
Just can't compare
To that effortless thing
They've always shared
Does she really think I'm unaware
That he belongs with
Her?
Does she really think that I can't see
The way she pines and dreams and beams?
It's not a secret that
She
thinks the worst of me
My friends say to me,
"Have some self-respect
Where's your dignity?"
They say that there's gotta be
Someone better out there for me
But I don't want better.
I want him.
I know they're right
Gotta draw a line
I'm no stranger to pain
I wear heels all day
Plus I've gotten used to
Her
He says that she's
just a friend
I say, "This was always
How it was gonna end.
You've got to open your eyes.
It was always
Her
The entire time."
The worst part
Is how well I know him
And how I see him for what he is
Loving him on his bad days
Can't compare
With that effortless thing
They've always shared
Does she really think I'm unaware
That he belongs with
Her?
YOU ARE READING
He Belongs with Her
Poetry"You Belong with Me" from the perspective of the cheerleader who wears short skirts and high heels. A poem
