Why not me that gets the sweet loving looks from people instead of the sad I feel bad for you looks.
Why not just see me and not look through me.
Why not notice that my broken heart is shattered
Why not understand that he left me....
Why not know that I don't reach out to people a lot.
Why not realize that my WHOLE world has drastically changed.
Why not call me or text me first.
Why not just let me be mad or ****** or sad.
Why not hear the pain in my voice when you ask all your questions....