I nearly slept with someone I didn’t love.
Someone I didn’t care enough for.
Someone I knew wouldn’t reach my standards.
Someone I was embarrassed to walk with on the street.

My heart wasn’t meant to love him.
I did all that because I wanted to have fun.
I did all that because my body was sensitive to enjoying that feeling.
I didn’t mean to use anyone for my selfishness.
Rather, I thought I needed it.

Instead, I remained in the relationship for the sake of it.
My heart was faraway.
Hoping to meet someone who deserved it.
I tried my best to convince myself but couldn’t.

My heart was somewhere else.