Mr. professional

To me
You mean the world and more
Can’t help but to adore
Your smile, your kiss
The softness of your lips
The glow of your brown eyes in the dark
To me
You are happiness
The reason I laugh
The reason I smile
You seem to make the day to day worth while
To me
You are perfect
The reason I rise with the sun rise
But then…
Mr. Professional takes over.
No time for me
No time for love
Only time for work
Time to go
Time to eat
Time to sleep
No time for love
Mr. Professional has one love
Her different values and different faces is the only thing that replaces that hollow feeling that my everything feels once Mr professional takes over.
Mr. Professional will give me an hour of his weekend minuets but his anytime aint mine cause he has no time for love. This aint no metro PCS love I’m getting
No.. I can’t even cingularly rollover and have time with my man no mobile to mobile because I’m stationary chilling in my phone booth of loneliness hoping he will call. And when the phone rings a sprint over only to be disappointed when I see the caller ID
And Mr. Professional doesn’t like complaints.. oh no.. he cant hear the.. maybe’ if and but or ain’t it’s no
Mr. professional is punctual and reasonable when it come to his first love of dough
But to my beau I am but a second thought a glimpse at nothingness.. just a post to drop off the lonely feelings he feels between his knees
And as far as I Love You’s please… Mr’ professional knows not of such things it’s a 3 syllable waste of time and he hasn’t got time to waste.
Hundreds of hours a week.
He’s trying to provide for his Queen… you know the one he never sees… the one who battles with the need to creep to fulfill her needs.
My insides scream to be pleased and my heart knows the relationship is not how a relationship should be.
All I ever feels is lonely… ..
Is this the destiny I’m daring to have
The action of change is far more important than print on paper
Will you really make time for me.
You’ve run through every excuse and now you’re out.
Open your eyes and look at me..
You’ve blinded you’re self to reality.
you’re living a DR. Jackal Mr. Hyde existence.
And the distance
it’s killing me.
Time for love should be priority
It shouldn’t be up on a shelf collecting dust
Honey, this is a must.
I must know if ur in love
Am I ur love
Or is it money
I’m tired of Mr. professional…
Tired of his love for dough messing with my something beautiful.
Mr. professional has got to go
So I can get back to you.. and how you are to me.
Cause at some point you were my world and so much more. You were everything I adored til you let mr professional in the door.
And I tried to ignore the acts of grandeur.
But I can no longer hide or disguise the way I’m feeling inside.
Although ultimatums are a bust this one is a must so here is what u can trust. It’s either mr. professional or me. I love you choose wisely.