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The Bane of my Life
"I love her," he said to me of his ex.
Who am I, just a friend used just for sex?
His hand felt like silk upon my bare skin,
Allowing passion to sneak right on in.
"Please take a hot shower," he did say.
For what, will it wash my tears away?
I'd much rather feel his warm embrace,
The touch of soft lips drying my face.
"I love you," tauntingly said to me.
Just when am I to ever be free?
To love him just the way that he is,
My deep desire is not hers nor his.
"I care for you," words softly spoken.
Where, in my mind am I a token?
An old familiar ache in my heart,
This feeling of being torn apart.
"You didn't have to do that," his words.
How not, I think as a distant third?
I left his bed during the cold night,
His voice on the phone would calm her plight.
"I'm not worth all this," he said to me.
Pray why won't the pain just let me be?
Love's hex shall be the bane of my life,
I say to him, "Go love your ex-wife."
© 2006 Ruth Cox
I will always love you Steve...
...just the way that you are.
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