how could it be, that you chose to love me, half of the time the world is pushing for you to be free, when I look in the mirror I see, a man in love with a woman that's out of his league, but through your big beautiful eyes I yearn to look, beyond the cover to the heart of the book, so I can know exactly how long it took, to get past my flaws, do you get tired of washing my drawers, Dua crowd your space or get in the way at all, do I bother you or annoying you or am I too strict, do I still turn you on when I gently kiss your lips, do I still fit the bill and Mae the man of your dreams, are you disappointed in the fact that you don't have your ring, do I live up to your vows, where have I been a letdown, am I still your protector or am I the dinner now, am I a proper provider do I still put you first, is a love making spiritual like a Sunday evening in church, is God still confirming that this is his creation, no matter the bumps in the road or the complications, are you losing your patience, do you still ask yourself why are you here and did you really mean it when you ask, do I still make you laugh, am I still your Batman without the cape in The mask, do you still dream about me when you close your eyes, is my beard to Scruffy to be between your thighs, am I still fun now that I don't get high, do I hold you to close when we sleep at night, does it bother you...