The Three of Us

He belonged to me you know.

He was mine first.

He’s still mine.

He’s with me every day in thought.

I can feel his thoughts and you see them in his eyes.

So why do you pretend that he doesn’t love me?

He’s married to me.

Go ahead and ask him who his wife is.

You won’t like it, but he’ll tell you.

Then his mouth will give that boyish smug grin.

The one that oozes arrogance and satisfaction of being wanted by two women.

But I’m The Woman, not you.

He’s mine.

Been mine from the beginning and you know he never left.

So now my love you have a decision to make because he’s told you, I’m irreplaceable.

Will you bother any longer, to waste your time?

On a man that you know is mine.