Come a little closer
and whisper those three little words in my ear
those three little words that you undoubtedly
whispered to your last failed conquest
in search of everlasting love
Remember when you said
that I was the one?
Remember when you whispered
those three glorious little words
into my soul?
Before you smacked them out of me
with the back of your hand
as though I was as insignificant
as a mosquito on a wall
All those pretty girls
you know they won’t fill up your soul
with the treasures you desire most
while I fill the spaces in between
one girl and the next
to be cast aside
when your next “true love”
it used to be me
you shared those three little words with?
Before I became the girl in between.
© Indie Adams 2012