You listen to me, you do what i say. I am the boss in this situation. I tell you how unfortunate you are to be with someone like me. You carry yourself oh so well. I am surprised that you can still fit in those jeans. We kiss every time, It almost feels like I am pretending to be someone else. We are better together than apart, Then again I know your with me because you like my ass, my lips, my eyes. Things that you see but also everything else that no one sees, And those things remain our little secret. I smile when I hear your name or when I think about all the ways it is going to kill me to say it is over.
