Good Girl

I read the words
Written to someone else
Not meant for me
Now I see
She's your good girl

It's a heavy-laden endearment
Lustful procurement
Good girl
Bends
Twists
Rides
Writhes
To your every whim
And in her
You swim

So now I
Don't feel
So good anymore
I feel like all the
Smiles sent my way
Were your eyes
Looking over my shoulder
To the girl
Standing behind me
Or maybe I was always
Behind her
In a shaded
Worn-out light