Looking at my phone,
Realizing I ain’t heard from you,
Ignoring the fact my inbox is full of energy seeking my attention,
And all I want is yours.
Why let me taste it,
if I can’t have it all the time?
Cause when you’re gone,
I crave it and wonder if it’s wrong.
I know you don’t belong to me,
But possess you when you’re here.
I know that you’ll move on from me,
But your presence makes me feel.
Feel.. feel like... feelings.. I try not to let them connect,
For if I do, I become the fool.
Cause once you come
Moments later we’re done,
Then here I am, stuck again,
Wondering the next time imma get some.
Damn you cheesecake.