Did it take a lot for you to kiss her? To hold her while you lay next to her? And did I cross your mind...did you think of my face, the scent if my bare skin, the tickle on your face from my hair, that you used to feel with me, when she was by your side. I want to know how much you missed me, how wrong it felt having someone else on your chest, instead of me. To think of that makes my heart feel a pain deeper than imaginable, and I wonder all the time if you loved me even then. Or did you not care, did you not think if me or my love, and did it not bother you that you were holding a stranger, and completely forgetting, about me. Because when I try to thin of laying next to another, and giving them the affection I only have ever given to you, my heart starts to sink and my belly begins to tremble. It's a thought I could never fathom to ever be real.
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Replaced
PoetryA poem of being replaced by another person in a relationship. A poem of betrayal and the worst feelings of getting pushed out of your lover's life for a one-night-stand.