I have been feeling the need for validations lately.
The emotions I wear make me hate me.
And you wanna know what’s crazy
I’m insecure on why we are even dating.
Interactions once had, now have changed
Our conversational site-maps aren’t the same
I am conscious that we use to talk every day
Now, we are dry, redundant, and kind of lame.
If there are ever more questions than answers, there’s a problem
I swear monogamy mean that our union would solve them
I thought you plus me was beautiful, negate my sins
You have been acting kind of suspect ever since the distance kicked in
I swear, I’m boxed out of my own relationship
I swear, I can’t stand that shit
Starving for affection, wondering where the intimacy went
But I am not cheater so I will deal with it
I want you to make me feel pretty again
Say those words I fell in love with, that reeled in
I committed to us and now we act like distance friends
I am running a race that I will never win
