You wore that blue dress,

Your heels,

Your legs,

The dress hit your thigh,

You were 18,

The first time I saw you,

Right around Halloween,

You asked to pass me,

So you can get a drink,

You grabbed two,

And walked back to him,

Giggled,

And jumped in a cab,

Little did you know,

That you lived right above me,

And you rode him,

Into the night,

I heard each moan,

I heard each change,

Of position,

Followed by a giggle.

I heard it all,

As he blasted his seed,

Between your thighs,

And he pumped and he pumped,

And looked into your eyes,

Then hastily walked down,

Those dorm room stairs,

never to be seen again.

Three years later,

My senior year,

We talked in class,

You acted like,

You met me for the first time,

We dated,

You saw other people,

You settled for me,

Didn’t change your status,

To “in a relationship,”

Until 10 months in,

Now we’re married,

And you called me in,

“Hey babe!

I got this dress,

Just for you!”

And once again,

I see that dress,

On a girl that’s 28,

And 30 lbs heavier,

Who settled for me,

I sigh,

“That’s very sweet of you babe,

I’ll be right there.”

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