Cheating..

I pray to God i mean more
than every cheating kiss.
And the way he looks at me;
i hope he never looked at her like this..

Did she ever mean more
than the gyrating of hips?
the symphony of heavy breathing?
the pressure of lips?

Experienced hands
must mean more than "I Love Yous"
overwhelming passion
must outweigh the "I promise to be trues"

[maybe not done?.. anyhoo.. some of my poems might be sad.. because yes, my boyfriend cheated. im not depressed, its just helps me to get the bad stuff out. thanks for reading.]