The One

Insecurity is not the blanket that keeps me warm at night.
It was more like infidelity that I found myself cuddling with because
I was cheating...cheating myself out of a love that I deserved.
Creeping out late at night with his voice.
Ignoring phone calls when I was in the presence of his touch.
Not giving it a second thought that my adultery could crack this
happy home of mine built on a foundation of morals and values.
A woman's love is to be cherished and well I was feeling unappreciated.
I love you's were exchanged like life sentences
knowing that if I could get a sentence in
it wouldn't make any difference
because he had it set in his mind that I was not The One.