A flower in his garden

i hate that he is here for all of us girls to share

he asks me “why do you even care?”

which i do not think is at all fair

and as he holds me closely

he says “be happy that tonight i chose to be with you only”

his biggest fear is feeling lonely

i should be grateful that he is in my bed

but i cannot get all of the other girls out of my head

why can he not commit to one instead?

he whispers in one of my ears

i have butterflies, but remember i am not the only one who hears

counting down the hours until he again disappears

i naively thought that we connect

but he just treats me like an object

all i receive from him is endless disrespect

at first i thought i was the only flower in his garden

and when it came to competition, i was convinced there was none

now it is getting to the stage where i think i am done

as night comes, another flower he chooses

for the winner, another girl in which he uses

tonight, am i the one who loses?