you had so many others before me,
who treated you like a simple fuck,
some fun to pass the time,
and i guess it hurts you felt the same.
it means so much more to me,
the connection, the intimacy.
but you lay on your back for them,
even when you knew it meant nothing.
it wasn't that you were cheating
in those years before you knew me,
and yet i can't help but picture
the lust you held for the others.
it hurts more than you'll ever know.
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