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THE OTHER WOMAN

My bed is always lonely at night
I demand for a cuddle but I don't get one
I demand to be held by my lover
But I don't get it
I love placing my head on his chest,
Listening to his heartbeat
But he is nowhere to be found.

My time spent with him is always short.
He keeps staring at the clock
To keep track of time
Anytime he is with me.
My desire is just one thing,
More time with my lover.
Anytime I asked for more time,
He keeps giving me the unending promises.
If I go further, pushing my request
I'm being seen as a nag.

I'm the one
He comes to with his bag of problems not her.
I'm the one
That lightens up his mood not her
But I'm not the one
He shares his happiness with
I'm not the one
In his dreams
I'm just a mere tool of satisfaction to him.

A beautiful woman is being displayed
On his social media accounts.
A woman that is flawless and admire by all.
A woman every woman wants to be like,
A woman that's not me but her.
My heart breaks anytime I see a picture of her
But I guess that's my fate
To be the other woman.

Our time in public are always short.
We are scared of being caught by others.
The society sees me as a thief.
Yeah, I'm a thief,
Stealing another woman's husband.
I can't show him to my friends and family
For he is not mine but another's.

Anytime he gives me promises,
My heart aches for I know they are just mere words
That won't be fulfilled.
He looks at me in the eyes and says the lie,
The lie "I love you".
My face always leaps for joy
When he says this
But deep down in my soul, I'm sad.

I do know I'm his fun tool
And he will never leave her for me
For his heart is with her and not me.
I'm just a cure to his sexual urges,
The other woman to be hidden
From the face of the world.
I'm his secret sin.

I have taken myself so little
To be a mere tool.
I have thrown away my dignity and pride
But I'm restoring it now.
I better be a no man's woman than the other woman.
I better don't have a man than to be a thief.
I deserve a full loaf of bread and not just a shared portion.

I'm leaving and changing my name.
I'm tired of being the other
I want to be the only
I bought the lie that men are scarce out there.
I bought the lie that I'm not beautiful enough
But now I know that I'm beautiful
And the right man for me is out there.


THE END

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The other Man (A reply)

I was sane before I knew you
Then I grew to become a miser when I saw you
So much passion and lust tucked away in my mind’s shelf
Unwilling to share, call me stingy for wanting you all to myself
Lying in your bed at night, I could lie to you with just a heartbeat
The game I played knowing you will be lonely without me

Like a shooting star I come and go as I please
Not wanting to be pinned so you don’t get used to me
With series of unending pleas and request
Piercing hard to the left side of my beating chest
You desperately desire my time and kisses
All I could offer is teases and empty promises

I was never the same after you came
Somehow you could help me with my self-blame
Always seem to lift and put a smile on my face
Every problem I brought to your notice was a solved case
You were somehow the dream girl I needed in my reality
How dare you think, you were only meant for my therapy


I guess I became insane because I felt I lost you
A lot did change about you and me too
I post lots of pictures online just to spite you
Just to make you feel envious, a foolish thing to do
Because I heard you have moved on from me
It’s was my fate to feel like other man, bitter taste of my sad story


Believe me when I say I want more time with you physically
But I am not the type to display affections publicly,
The society can paint us the way it wants others to see
I just want to be with you and feel your love for real
Let’s put a brake about showing me to your friends and family
Until all this blows away, we can’t truly be free


my soul rejoices when I spot the light in your eyes
I love you for real, a fact that I cannot deny
I will say anything to see that smile
You just have to believe me, even if it’s a lie
I know sometimes, it all makes you feel sad
We can work things out when times feel less hard


I have played lots of games, but I can’t play you
We have lots of fun and memories too
You don’t have to think you are not the only one
The only one I have hidden is you alone
Wherever I go, I will find my way back to your waiting arms and hugs
My heart is for the only one that cures my urge

Whatever you think of yourself, is not true
you are not even synonymous with a tool
Take pride in yourself, like I have always done
It’s better to be mine than be on your own


If you have to change your name, let it carry my own
I need a queen to seat with me on my throne
You have always being the one and only
Leaving me will shatter my world and leave me lonely
I have got a beauty in you right here
Search no further for a good man, I am the only one out there.



The end.