You were reaching,
fishing for compliments.
Did you want me to tell you
I was looking for
someone like you?
Did you expect me to say
I wanted you more than them?
Did you need that validation
and was it just for your ego?
Well, I just wanted you to tell me
you weren't surprised
all these men pined for me.
I hoped you would say
how sexy and desirable I was.
It was different when you said it
because you knew what
my wet skin felt like.
You had tasted my kiss
and heard my moans.
But I was reaching too.