"When we first met, you was my world. Who could've told me how compulsive and controlling you would be right now? I would say "Not my man." Look at how he treats me? That memerizing smile, that makes my heart pump faster. Those eyes that shows me those thoughts of the heart. Passion and tantalizing words, comes from those lucious lips I wanna kiss a thousand times over. Yeah, at first you made it feel like a dream. The dates would be memorable, the time we would spend, would draw me in closer to every word, or deed you do. The pros would your stand, when the cons becomes revealed. The signs would be flashing off the hook, as you unraval when the ring is on the finger.
All the vows go out the window. The chase would be over, the claws of your charm will become the bain of my existence. Can see that your still a hunter. Looking for another. You're not the man I married? You're not the man that told me so many things. Made me feel special, willing to reach the highest potential to be the woman you desire. Respect you, treat you like a King, not like your not worth my time. Fed me with the illusion that you was this prince charming, but lesser than a prince, no essence of a King. Cause a King looks after. Love harder. And fight to make sure his Queen is looked after. You're not the man I married. So stop lying."
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