I cooked you food
Lit candles to set the mood
Even cleaned up just for you
Before, it was all fun
Now with some insight
I see how you are in real life
& baby it’s not right
For you to get used to all this
I share my bed at night & even more than that sometimes
I bake & wash your clothes & you eat all my rice
If you can’t see why this situation blows
Baby I draw the line at oreos
I wait for you
Patiently wait for you
To “quickly” leave my room
& somehow 6 hours have passed
You want my time
Every fucking minute of my time
But I need time that is just all mine
What is it that you don’t get?
I share my bed at night & even more than that sometimes
I bake & wash your clothes & you eat all my rice
If you can’t see why this situation blows
Baby I draw the line at oreos
1 comment:
Brilliant. A real man buys his own Oreos.
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