A drunken mind speaks a sober heart

Hope I never drunk text him because then everything will fall apart

Then again I’m not about those kind of bars, so I’ll keep my 20/20

No doubt I still think of him of plenty

Try to act like everything's fine

And deny how many times he truly crosses my mind

Our relationship is one of those platonics

Although he can read me well just like phonics

He’s missed one thing though

The reason why I think about him a lot isn’t because I’m crushin on the low

It’s because someone very close to him is actually a foe 

You see I caught his girl creepin

Went into a restaurant to use the bathroom, opened to the door to lust seeping

Any urge I had to go dissipated

My run accelerated  

It’s been 32 days since then

And I have yet to tell him, can’t even pick up a pen

Unsure if he’ll believe me

Or tell me to flee because that girl has him filled with deceitful glee

Well day 33 is long enough

Whatever happens I will stay tough

And hope that he does as well

Because being in a relationship with infidelity is anything but swell

Yea it might be all over

But he deserves someone that appreciates that he is true Kasanova