Bond Over Title

"Listen girl, you're single" 
Is what I have to remind myself 
But the petty in me wants you to singly Imagine me
With someone else
Licking and kissing the tip
The same way that makes you melt
Im more than just ordinary
Nigga 
be real with yourself 
Im so knowingly blinded 
In hopes I don't need help
When everything surfaces 
As the time we share belts
And even more feelings surface 

But What's the purpose?
Im starting to feel obligated 
But our reality makes that worthless 
Yet it is only because I understand why u stand
Why our ship of relations isn't falling quickly thru sand 
And is even still working
And I know what my worth is
But I never mind it for you
Because I'm waiting for you to notice 
In every little thing That i do
For you...to you
I run
You're my salvage 

But I've been here before 
So this isn't my first see,
You're one step from meeting the real me and 
So similar yet different 
If these emotions become emotionless 
You'll become yet another experienced stranger 
Savagely in danger 
Trying to maintain your view 
There's plenty of fish in the sea
Yet the universe showed me the catch of the day was you 
But I am too 
Emotional 
Slithering thru your valley of a mind
Nonchalantly on a journey 
Without fearing the salt that would shrivel my kind
Too kind of a person 
I comprise to sacrifice my purpose 
My worth is
Love's Galore
But I suffer deeply from lovers remorse
How can a heart so battered 
That can't maintain an apologies stitch
Be so willing to lend out love cArelessly 
Only to regret it 
What a bitch
Beware 
Im the heartbreaker
Because I always break mine
Too foolish sometimes by tightening the grip
On my pride

The words I'm afraid to hear from you
That I always hear from myself
Listen girl, you're single
So it's cool for me to mess with someone else 
The emotion got emotionLESS
But I felt obligated 
Confidently comfortable with feeling unordinary 
Complacent with the thought that the feelings I gave you
Wouldn't be found anywhere else
So I settled for what you were giving me
Even if that meant it wasn't yourself 
But I guess that's why Titles matter
Though I am a firm believer 
Of the cosmic connections 
I am a walking, speaking misconstrued contradiction
And to cover that up
I use affection
I use the value of our connection
after these layers peel away 
I hope I'm not faced with rejection 
Due to the truth of my beautiful deception