when you seem uninterested,
tired, bored and mad,
i wish i could make you understand
so i wouldn't be so extremely sad.

i trust that you mean what you say
and that you care about me
but i can't help but notice
that you don't text first or talk 'til three.

i miss who we used to be,
but i love that you speak sweetly now,
and every so often hug me tight,
just know that i really love you so