I always found myself checking my phone,
That excitement I felt when you would call,
With you I felt safe, you were like my home,
I was comforted; with you I'd not fall,
But something has changed, you are different,
I do not think that you are right for me,
You don't call as much, maybe I'm distant,
You tell me you love me, but I don't see,
How you could deceive that someone you love,
And I wanted to believe you, trust me,
But it seems that I am not good enough,
You took too long for me and you to be,
A little more than friends with benefits,
Don't call me now when I post glow up pics.
May 17, 2019
May 17, 2019 at 8:06 PM UTC
I always found myself checking my phone,
That excitement I felt when you would call,
With you I felt safe, you were like my home,
I was comforted; with you I'd not fall,
But something has changed, you are different,
I do not think that you are right for me,
You don't call as much, maybe I'm distant,
You tell me you love me, but I don't see,
How you could deceive that someone you love,
And I wanted to believe you, trust me,
But it seems that I am not good enough,
You took too long for me and you to be,
A little more than friends with benefits,
Don't call me now when I post glow up pics.
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