Perfectly Flawed

I never gave much thought to the fact
that I don't match my bra and panties.
It just never occurred to me
that someone would actually care.
People seem to take them off
faster than I put them on, anyway.
And when you looked at me
that night, with those eyes,
I knew I should have thought
about it just a little harder.

When my mom told me she
saw me kissing your neck,
I had never been so embarrassed.
The fact that you don't produce
sperm was really the kicker.
I stood up, walked upstairs and
confronted my pillow about it.
She just told me to relax.
She really gives the best advice.
Sarah, I call her, Sarah.

June 31st you called me and I couldn't
say everything I needed to.
I ended up having phone sex
for the ninth time that month
and it was totally worth it.
I choked on my tongue,
you thought I was cumming.
I just went along with it
until you choked too.
Too bad I never learned CPR.

I finished that book you told
me I'd love, the one you brought
back from Puerto Rico.
I'm a liar, I warned you.
I guess we all have our issues
but I think you have kept mine
hidden under Sarah just so you
don't have to think about them.
I don't blame you she's something
you can really put your trust under.

You took off my clothes
so slow I almost fell asleep.
I'm sure you thought I was
just enjoying the moment.
I just thought you were
like the rest but you weren't.
Were you?
You didn't care that I clashed
underneath and you smiled
just before you took them off.