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And I know that I can’t have all of you
And to myself, I laugh and I’m okay with half of you
Because even the smallest fraction of you makes me feel complete
And I know this isn’t ideal but for me, it’s the sweetest dream
But the reality is fading away
But with my half, you still find a way to give yourself away
I turn a blind eye to the misuse of the term “I miss you” because when you say those words to me I feel used
Used of my presence because my absence doesn’t mean a damn thing
But you out here playing games
Entitled to my feelings but I never want to lose the feeling of being human because I'll go insane
And if she’s ever around when I call pick up and say my name
Has it ever dawned on you that she ain’t even half of me
But you entertain these hoes with fake smiles as if they could laugh at me
And whatever you feel like you lack with me
Will be your biggest tragedy
Because me before you was a whole
And every time you left me for her, I reduced my worth because I felt like you liked half-ass things
When I’m close to leaving you want me to stay
And you have a way with your words that stains my soft spot for you and makes me look the other way
And you have a way of walking me to my room like you paved the way
And then it all comes back to me like a centerfold
From the back, I feel attacked because you know what that brings
Deep penetration to my body, my spirit, my mental
As if maybe I said the wrong things
As if maybe I'm the one playing games
And then I'm back at square one
And I keeping running back to you
When I should be running away
I don’t know how to let you go
And you'll continue to be my great escape
That this fraction of love has turned into a maze
What a plot twist
To know that you exist in all of this, piece by piece