You promised

You promised it was us against the world. You promised I was the only girl. You promised me family, more kids, a future; you promised me forever Rocky. Then you had to go and get all cocky. Looks became more important than loyalty and respect, sex became more important than the intimate connection between two souls. Attention became more important than love. Somewhere along the way you lost sight of what's real and what's a wish and lust. I continue to try to show you but am I wasting my time? Will you ever realize what you're losing or do I have to realize I can survive giving up?