Temptation

There’s three of us,
She’s alone and I'm taking her attention.
He feels pressured,
But that's not my intention.
 
Alone in a windowless room
Where there's a lot of affection.
You hold me close and
It's feeling like a different dimension
 
There she is, waiting
For an explanation.
The promise you broke,
And it wasn't my intention.

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