How can I make this better? You chose her So Why are you staring at me? It’s bittersweet how we kiss in your bedroom each night After you drunk dial me every Wednesday for only God knows what’s on your mind Twice you’ve said my name to her Yet there seems to be words that yearn to be unearthed But why won’t you unveil them to me? My hearts a puppet on your string so close yet never enough to be considered love, is that where you want to keep me? Maybe I’m the fool that still needs you And I could wait around for your intentions to confess out the ceilings of your conscious But You chose her So Go Go and be happy with her Cause Baby if you can’t be honest with your feelings for me How can you be honest with your friends, your goals, your vows Will u be Honest if I need to ask you “who is she” or “where were you last night” Cause what type of dad will the kids learn from? What will you do??? It’s daunting, but what’s the point of dating if it’s not to find your missing rib? And You’re still staring at me But oh baby you chose her