When Keeping It Real Goes Wrong

I hope this is a pa*sing phase. There is no future where I stand here with you. This is the end. No longer will you hear my voice. So long, goodbye. And don't you think for a second.. ..you'll see my face again. I killed hope, but you buried it. This is a promise, I will not let you back in my life. This is a promise I keep to myself. Only time will tell, how long you'll keep your legs closed. I give that bitch another week, before she's on her knees again with one of my friends. And I tried my best to fogive and forget you. Won't you be my bride? (Another day)?