Waiting , for the Text

I’m waiting for the day, they day I get the text
The text to tell me, he’s took my place
The text that will make tears roll down my face
No phone call, just the Text,
Why the fuck did he let it happen.
There my life fucked, waiting for the text
When’s it happening I don’t no what’s next.
Just the text, I’m waiting, it hurts, I’m waiting
For the text. The text that will hurt me , he thinks not
How am I suppose to be happy if my place is took,
People just think ‘’she doesn’t give a fuck’’
News flash well I fuking do. That baby is going to wreck my life,
That’s who! It’s her and him, then its them. Her him the baby.
He may still love me, well just maybe. I hope so I will always love him,
But the light is shining dim. At the end of the day I will always love him
He is my father no matter how dim the lights shun within.