Was it her long red hair
Or maybe her big blue eyes
Her flirtatious little smile 
A mouth full of lies

The way she looked at you
Indulging your little games
“Oh F*** Me J.P.”
Maybe it’s the way she said your name

She built up your ego
Made you feel good
No f***s given that you were married 
Your misery she understood 

Watching her ass
Hips full swing when she walked by
The scent of perfume 
Everything about her caught your eye

For months this went on
A conscious you seemed to lack
A family at home
You betrayed behind their backs

Until the day came
You relaxed and slipped up
Your affair was discovered 
With that conniving little slut

Ignorant of you to think 
That you were the only one
The game that slut was playing
You were just one of many in her twisted fun

When you looked at me
Was it her face that you saw
Or when you looked at her 
Did you think of me at all

I hope she was worth it
Everything you wanted me to be
But I can never be a home wrecking slut
I’ll never be your f***ing whore St******e

© Nicky D ’23