I wasn't trying to steal your man
the day you saw me with him.
He was so in love, if one could miss it
His eyes were just so mad;
From a distance you could feel
he had butterflies and a dizzy cloud of stars on his beautiful head.
I wasn't trying to steal your man.
He was so in love with you.
Even if I wanted to,
There was just no way, anyway.
And every time he smiled
You just knew it was because he was with you.
I wasn't trying to steal your man.
I could tell you wore your favorite perfume today,
I could smell it off his jacket.
The scent was strong,
But not as strong as I am.
I miss you.
I wasn't trying to steal your man.
I was trying to tell him to stay in love with you,
because I made the mistake of letting go.
An original literary piece by Sigrid Vasquez

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