Posted in Poem: English | Categories: Erotic | Tags: poem
A confidante, a very special friend
A relationship that's bound to end
Still, we kept it, hoping for somethin'
But we already knew, we'll be hurtin'
It hurts when you'd say "she called"
And then our convo would end
Because after all, you are still with her
And me, an option, a lousy second
Now, I know how it feels
To be kept, to be the one who's on the side
Not that Im complaining
Coz I can bear it all, just to be by your side
You can keep me,
You can love her still
Ill be here, watching you
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