Hey I'm Talking to You

I hate being on hold, over time it takes its toll. I’m like a dog on a leash, wanting to move forward with no release. It seems to me you cheat, fucking other girls in our sheets. In my heart I think you lie, angry as shit trying not to cry. We haven’t met face to face, and I have a feeling someone else is taking my space. I want to give you so much, but your body isn’t here to touch. Last year you would text me every day. Now every other week you may text hey. It’s hard to stay true, when I think someone else is sexing you. This bothers me a lot, knowing that your ‘Best Friend’ is a slot. I know the distance makes it easy, to run around and be sleazy. I know it’s hard to stop doing something you great at, but you told me you could do that. So give me your heart and I’ll give you mine. And let our love last until the end of time.