Dylan Poem by Cierra Calvano

Do you really love her?
Don't you know I could love you better
You say she's sexy
You'd get me wetter

It's me you should want
Never mind she's my best friend
I'll flirt, nonchalant
And myself, I'll flaunt
I want you to want me til the end

Yes I want her happy
Please excuse my jealousy
When your eyes don't follow me
Or don't travel up and down my body
With no penalty
Touch me recklessly

I see you're cute
I'm happy with what I have
Still I need you in my pursuit
It hurts, yet I'll always want you more
Can't help but keep score
We have a connection
This you can never refute