I thought I loved you,
but my fire's been put out.
Your distance has changed me.
In a way, it's made me.
I've molded into something more
than just a "ho" on the floor.
I want something more-
more than just your dic*.
I want the feel of love,
not lust.
Yes, I know we were good
those couple times together,
but I need love,
not lust.
Where were you
on Valentine's day?
Where were you
on christmas?
Where will you be
on my birthday?
I just wanted you to be there
on the days I need you the most.
Do you know how much it hurts
to sit in this house all alone?
Vacancy is the lowest of poverty,
but to feel a man's skin
is the sweetest of riches.
And because you leave me feeling so empty,
I no longer want you beside me.
