The other woman.

I am sorry I did not walk into your life earlier

And gave you time to fall for someone else.

If I knew back then, I would have made sure

You were all mine.

But I wasn’t there…and you fell in love

With someone else and you’re happy.

I am not sorry about that.

The world calls me the other woman

And I am not apologetic about that either.

Because we always have been in love

Just never knew.

And who says love happens only once?

As long as you love me,

I don’t really care how many times you fall in love

I know it doesn’t change the way you feel for me

Or the way you have felt for me, forever.

After all, you fell in love in with me

Despite being very much in love with another… didn't you?