possession

i know the way he twists in his sleep
and the sounds he makes when he fucks
me.

and you,
you do not know that he wanted me
you do not know that he was inside me

where he belongs.

and
no, no, no
you cannot have him.

your perfection, your devotion
is not enough
to keep him in your arms

his love, his undying love for you
was not enough

to keep him from loving me too.

even if he loves you more,
even if you love him back

even if i'm nothing next to you

i know, i know he wants me too

because he broke his promise
to wait until you two were wed;
he fucked me instead,
in your very bed.

he won't break you
because he loves you
but he'll break me
because i'm not worth it;

that's just the way he is.

but, even if you are princess-perfect
you don't deserve someone
as untrustworthy,
as beautiful as him

because we both know that
even if you wear his ring

i will always love him more.