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Sometimes I don't know how much I can trust her,

Sometimes I sit up all night in bed,

listening to the clock and the silence of her existence,

Her warmth on top of me,

I used to always want someone to go to sleep and wake up with,

And a beautiful soul to tell confirming vows to

And an opportunity to say "I found more of me when I found you",

So I was happy when I met her

She was more than I could ask for

But now this unfamiliar hollow body just wants to fuck me, and nothing more,

And I know that this is every mans dream

But the woman of my dreams

Listens to me when my heart is feeling low,

Allows me to hold her when cement is at her toes

Strokes my head when my thoughts take control,

Lets me touch her where nobody has successfully touched before

My love has lost sight of the reason we used to see eye to eye,

My love is losing me and I don't know what to bring to this fight,

A knife... A gun?

Or nothing,

She has me where she wants me

On my toes and suspicious,

I know how relationships change but I wish I could tell her I miss us

I wish I could tell her I just want to ask her about her day before the passionate kisses,

Or talk shit about the neighbors about how their chihuahua shits in our lawn while we do dishes,

Begging for my woman back,

And her effort to keep her heart close to where mine is at.