My stomach churns
I feel sick
Everytime I imagine you with him
Your beautiful asian skin
bound by sweat to his lily white
I want to cry when I can practically hear
the soft I love you's and moans
that must have escaped your lips
Did you think about me
before or after, maybe during
Did you plan to rip my heart out
or did this not matter
was the sexual tension between you two
far to high
You were my girl
the first one I could call mine
you claimed so many feelings
you swore he was not a threat
yet still
where I was within your mind
he was inside your being
was it worth it
was my ever aching heart
my undying feeling of decite
worth your two minutes of physical pleasure
Was the fact every ounce of trust for you
dissapeared..okay by you?
Was it worth it to have the one
who has emotionally abused you
take the place of one
who was always there
I hope not
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem