I try to suppress the thoughts,
Of your hands touching anyone but me.

After we touch,
After we love,
All I can think about,
Is you did this with someone else.

You did that while I was home
Waiting for you to come back.

It hurts.
I'm a fool for staying,
But oh how I love you.

I just wish that
I can be good enough again.
Good enough for you to want me
Good enough for you to love me
Good enough to be with only me.

Maybe I'm selfish-
Who knows.