I'm here.
I have always been.
When you stopped talking to me, I was there.
Then you left and came back, and I was still there.
You always seem so shocked that I stay.
It is because no matter what happens, I will always be here for you.
I told you I would never leave you, I haven't.
Instead I sit and wait, for you, to come back with your heart shattered; for you to come back to be surprised that I waited.
No matter how many times you come and go, I will sit and wait for you to come back, because some part of me still loves you when you do.