Lettered Tales

Side eye.

Every night I watch you buckle your belt
As a means of you getting ready
To go home to her.
Telling me I'm the best lover,
Then throw my allowance on the dresser
Same old routine, nothing new.

No amount of trips to Paris or
Valentino purses will ever make
Me feel number one.
But why am I complaining?
I get everything I want,
With the blink of an eye.
Hair, nails and car loan paid off
Especially good dick; good married dick
At that.

This lifestyle that I chose is starting
To disgust me due to the fact that
I'm falling in love with a man I can't have
Anytime I see him I have to come
To terms that he is not mine;
I'm only here for the bread and head,
Then we move.

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