He says he loves me
but only when it is a convenience.
I say I love him too
but only when I have no one else to say it to.
I'm his midnight fling
while he is my man
when my man and I are going through.
Always my second best
while I am
always the bottom of his list.
I ask to have his kids,
he ask for my hand.
Just a little game we like to play.
Commitment is just one of those phases we dare not faces
but he nor I are willing to walk away.
Maybe it is love that allows us to stay
Maybe it is the fear of loving that allows us to stray