Replacing Pictures

Images that you placed up and swore that they were you
Sweet fucking messages sent back and forth swearing that they were true
Me telling you what I fucking needed and you lying about what you would do
Please be honest, lies were told on both sides, all you wanted was me coming through

The poetry you swore was and you imagined it was all about yourself
You know that I've lost so much, but you will settle for whatever's left
Secrets were shared, things so fucking deep family and friend didn't even know
But you was not being satiated, you needed so much more

That ever elusive figure just wasn't fitting the bill
Especially when there was someone in your past and you loved them still
I wasn't mad, I realize that I'm complicated, even a difficult sort
I'm only disappointed in myself, for you, me and myself should had fought

At the times when your jealousy wasn't on full display
I stared at your avatar and hanged on to every word that you had to say
To me, you was my Lady, My Jasmine, Cinderella after reaching the throne
A galactic docking station that my heart and mind loved calling home

But your rules were your rules and no mortal dared to break a single one
And the way that I was breaking them each, kinda labeled me top gun
I wasn't supposed to be on site late into the night unless prearranged between us
Certain poetess were declared bitches and their poetry nothing but disgust

The idea that I could have a female simply as a friend never occurred to your mind
If a man is talking to another woman, he's a scoundrel's by your design
I've messaged with Ladies until nearly dawn, not always about poetry because our friendship was strong  
Some have children, some have pets, some even have men and wonder where did they go wrong

Most times they simply want to talk shit out or cry on a supportive shoulder
Don't get into another man's business, simply let her talk and through your PMing  try to hold her
There's nothing there or will ever be between me or my true Lady friends
But I admit that I have quite a few swearing to love me to the very end

But this is the internet, and we're both reacting to poetry on a site
You're feening for a hit of my voice and maybe me captured in your sight
You was never catfished Boo or any other variation that you can claim
I fell for you just as you fell for me in this love and poetry game