the other woman

(no, this is not a poem. its random thoughts.)

Published on May 15, 2004 By black ballons In Misc

i dont want to be the other woman

i dont want to look into his eyes
and know that she used to do the same

i dont want to laugh with him
knowing she's crying alone

i dont wana to be held by him
when she's sleeping alone

i dont want him to go out with me
when she's waiting by the phone

i know she's the one who broke up
but i know she regrets it

i know im the bitch when
she talks to her friends about him

i dont want to hold hands with him
knowing the same hands stroked her hair

i dont want him to see fleeting glimpses of her
when he looks into me

i dont want him
if someone else does too

i dont want to be the other woman
but...

i

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