What the hell am I doing?

I run after you, but as soon as I catch up I'm not even sure I want you next to me.
I text you, but as soon as you respond I don't actually want to talk to you.

Maybe it's the rush of chasing, and maybe the feeling just settles down as soon as the hunt is over.

But ****,

what the hell am I doing?

During a relationship, you always notice that things are losing it's magical shine.

After all we've been through, to you I have seemed to lost mine. I felt it when you looked at me, and all those times you didn't want me.

It's just that when your shine was fading I've always managed to polish some back on. It's sad that you couldn't do the same for me.