In His Need

He loves me more
when I love someone else
juiced up and ready to swallow
takes precedence over everything felt.
Sure, the far away look is puzzling
as is the occasional grin
but the content threatens fiercely
and is enough to break the man.
Just as long as I’m dripping
everything is okay
the fool doesn’t see the truth
as I’m slipping further each day.
It’s almost as if he takes my hand
and casually gives me away.
The man needs me most
the minute he’s been betrayed.