What's Hers And What's His. Poem by kayla w

Her name was in his dm's
His name on my chest
Her taste lingering in his mouth
His favourite food was waiting for him on the bench
Her perfume all over his house
His aftershave left in my bathroom
Her family thought she was dating him
His family only knew my name
Her hand has him intertwined between her fingers
His fingers interlocked with mine as we walked along the beach
Her clothes were lying in his room
His clothes stayed at mine when he got home late from work
Her jumper was given to charity
His jumper was wrapped around her so she would always feel close to him
Her body belonged to him
His heart is what I thought was mine
Her love for him was unconditional
His mind just wanted lust
She thought she was his
He thought he could get away with this