sometimes, i wonder if you
thought of me when your
face was in between her thighs,
or if you imagined my name
when your ears were filled
with sounds of her love for you and
i wonder if i've crossed your mind
when she held your face in her
dainty hands, so unlike mine,
or if you heard my voice when
your searching lips met hers and
i wonder if you saw my eyes
when she filled the room with
her moans, reaching her climax and
i wonder what it was like
for you, if it was easy to
forget me, easy to pretend
like we didn't exist as you
held her close in your arms.