You don’t ask me how I’m doing,
I guess that’s because you don’t care.
You don’t touch me anymore,
And you don’t watch me, through the mirror, combing my hair.
You don’t pay attention to my actions,
Or notice my need for your love.
I guess your getting your satisfaction,
Only it is not coming from my touch.
You go to these places, and I am uninvited.
You tell me you are not cheating,
So what is it that you’re hiding?
Our love is not the same anymore,
It is barely even here.
Our love is not the same,
Overnight it disappeared.
