Her First

You are clearly somewhat more than a friend
We often joke, will our separation ever end?
We cannot wait to see each other
And yet, in your heart, there is another

Jealousy? No way, not a fight I’ve fought
Or at least I’d like to tell myself I’m not
There are other men in my life too
But none I care for as much as you

You’ve written and published something new
I get excited to read, but this one’s for her too
Tons of lines, entire works dedicated to her
When you write, does the thought of me ever occur?

And I know you’ll defend it when you think of the sex
You’ll say no, of course, you are Bex
But that’s not original. When I met you, it was existing
I just remind you of her, I’m not subsisting

You’ve given me a nickname that’s actually rather cute
But it was a response to the one I gave, you followed suit
I’m not special, just someone to fuck
You fell in love with my willingness to suck

While you clearly have affection for me
With her is where you want to be
My heart is confused, it’s seriously the worst
But I know and accept that you loved her first

When you move, it’s not me you’re longing for
You’ll come visit and leave, I’m sure
You’re worried she will only be your friend
And yet, you’ll chase her ‘til the end