You know how you can tell someone doesn’t want to be with you?
When they’re with someone else
But you have such a deep spiritual connection with this person
So, you tell yourself shit like,
“His spirit may roam, but it’ll come back home”
“I Love him so I allow him to be free”
When really you’re not allowing him to do shit
But stay on your mind and be the subject of crying fits
That’s all you’ve done - in all this time
And meanwhile, he’s out there finding a wife
And you’re questioning what you’re doing with your life
As if that’s not the only part of your life that ain’t right
Because you’re doing just fine
But you don’t notice
All you know is he’s not here
So you nit pick and question and nit pick and question
Is it my weight?
I thought I looked great
But maybe he’d have reached out if I hadn’t have…ate
…Is it the things that I say?
On the gram everyday
Because I’ve created a character of my being sexual and kind of gay
And maybe he didn’t like to see me that way
What is it?
What is it?
You ask yourself every night
When everything in you is ready to fight
You’re doing what he did
Not rewarding the small wins
Or the big ones too
Not sticking by your side to see all that you could do
Because you’ve done so much
Created Love with your Life
But somehow you still failed, not being this nigga’s wife.