For my own sake,
and the sake of the woman
who lives on the other side
of your bed, I am going to
stop loving you.

When you touched me
for the first time,
I could feel all
of the promises you told
her you would keep.
When you looked at me
with thirsty eyes,
you broke one.
When you told me
you would rather it
be me making breakfast
and then the bed,
you broke two in one thought.
You don’t have to
press your passionate lips
to my mouth for it to be
the only way of you
deceiving her heart.
Just wishing that I
were on the other side
of the couch is enough
to do the proper damage.
"The other unknown woman," - Colleen Brown (via mostlyfiction)