General perceptions on men have ruined my faith in you
Destroying my ability to trust you
Creating skepticism
So that I feel I need to watch you

And not to say you're the worst guy
Compared to the last, you're the best
But there's a pop up of red flags
Taunting me to step away
Be quiet and just fade in the background

I find myself secure in how much you love me
Quality time for us to enjoy our togetherness
I find it easy to believe all you say
Your actions line up, so I'm aware of what you do

But the question lies when I'm not lying with you
Who all are you entertaining in between texts of "Wyd???"
I wanna say I know you
But I'll be honest, something's I'm still unsure

I'm unsure every time I look at a picture or a comment of a girl
That resembles nothing of me
But somehow attracts your interest
So you respond back with clear indication of your attraction

I feel no less beautiful than the others
But discreet conversations between you and other woman
Make me feel less special
Make me feel like you're less than mine

Small gestures like that,
Force me to believe that there's no such thing "As I only have eyes for you"
Your eyes are for everybody
And unfortunately I share them with the next girl and the next

So out of anger, drizzled with a lil hurt
I remain guarded for protection
That I don't wanna wake up to anymore surprises
Neither do I need anymore disappointments

Of someone new
Saying all the same things, the last man said
And in the end, there is no marriage
There is no partnership
There is no "til death do us part"

Just pipe dreams of things you knew so cleverly to say to me
So that you could use me
And get rid of me when your done

I'll admit I'm trapped in my flashbacks
And influenced by the constant inequality I've witnessed between man and woman
Where the woman sees no other man but the man she loves
And the man continues to look with lustful eyes

What you do or say, or imply when I'm not around will forever be a question in me
I'll never understand, why loving me or wanting me isn't enough
But if God permits us time
I'll hope your eyes grow less fond of those other girls
And be grateful and happy for just having me