open relationships

be my 3rd girlfriend you ask so many girls to juggle you must be busy I want something simple nothing to tie me down why not yes I'll be your 3rd girl I knew it was for fun kept my distance gave you my body locked away my heart kept the conversation light the questions superficial suddenly you say I'm your one and only ask me if I'm yours ask me to move in ask me to marry you I fall for your drunk promises tricked by the love in your sleepy eyes I cry and say if you're sure I'm sure we celebrate our devotion I sleep in your arms dream of our lives together the sun melts all the lovely proposals away the hangover we share choke our imagined future I pack my bag to leave it's supposed to be casual remember as I lean in you quickly peck my lips telling me your wife will be home soon you'll see me next Friday and I'll try to be okay again with being 3rd in line