Fingers interlock.
Lips tie together.
Jealously starts to take over.
She's not into guys like me.
She likes them tall, she likes them real,
she likes them more man than I'll ever be.
He's holding her ways
I never could--
never should.
She likes the way he carries her
bare skin touching
so carelessly.
I pull myself together.
He's everything I'll never be.
