I got a question I been wanting to ask you
it’s just bothering me
but I need to know
when we make love is it me that you see
or is it...... the me The perfect wife that you choose for me to be
cause when I make love to you... I see the man that you have the potential to be ...
The man that I need
the man my body craves that holds and clings to
and loves like no one else
But when you look at me... when you stare into my eyes and I’m looking back into yours
I see a blank space sometimes, and I have to wonder... I wonder truly all the time
is it me that you see....
or is it the perfect wife that you planned out in ya mind had sought  out  for me to be
I only ask this cause when we walk in public
you hold my hand.... but it’s not like the first time
The first time I knew you were My Man
This time you hold my hand but not with grace and dignity
like this is the life that you
had planned and sought out and hoped and everything you wanted it to be
I prayed for this to work.. I prayed for us to try
but I can no longer pretend that when im trying to make endless love to your mind...
that your that guy
I loved you and I still do
still when I look in ya eyes I see that but when you look into mine i don’t see that
you don’t love me anymore
let’s not continue to live this lie
kiss and make luv.. and say our final goodbyes