Mine, Actually

Walk in the room, they stare

Like you’re a prize they think they’re winning.

Oh, bless their hearts — truly,

They don’t know the game they’re in yet, do they?

You come to me, of course,

Like instinct, like gravity.

One touch and you forget

You were trying to play hard-to-get with me.

Smile pretty for them, love—

Just not too long.

I’m patient, but

Not that patient.

He’s mine, actually.

Try your luck, you’ll see.

He falls apart the moment he stands next to me.

He’s mine, factually—

Bonded magically.

Look all you want, but he comes back to me.

They whisper “maybe I could…”

Oh, darling, that’s adorable.

You laugh when I roll my eyes,

Already leaning into my shoulder.

You melt when I say your name,

That’s not subtle — everyone saw it.

So when they ask if you’re taken,

Baby, tell them: “You don’t want that promise.”

I don’t need threats —

Just a look is enough.

You’re already mine,

They’re already out of luck.

He’s mine, actually.

Try your chance, you’ll see.

His heart beats louder when his hands are on me.

He’s mine, naturally—

Bonded magically.

Touch him and you’ll vanish gracefully.

I don’t chase — he finds me.

I don’t ask — he offers.

I don’t claim — but still he leaves

His whole damn world inside my covers.

And gods forbid you flirt,

He’ll laugh and look my way.

Baby, tell them who you choose

Every single day.

He’s mine, obviously.

Said soft, dangerously.

He kneels for no one — except maybe me.

He’s mine, practically—

Fate-woven, magically.

Look all you want, but he’s where I will be.