I don't know why I'm still waiting.

   It's clear to me that you aren't interested anymore…

   So why am I still holding to that last thread of hope?

Why can't I move on,
                                   improve,
                                                  be happy?
It seems like you have.

     Everyday,
                   I fight back the urge to call you or visit you
                                                         tell­ing myself that if you wanted to talk to me,                                            you would.

I’ve tried treating you the way you've been treating me. I think to myself,

"What if this time, I don't say 'hi' first?
  What if this time, I don't call you back?
  What if this time, I leave you wondering?
  What if this time, you're the one left feeling completely ******* over?"

So I try it for a while…


Sometimes I get the feeling

      that you will never make the effort,

          that you will never call

               that you will never care

                    that you will never miss me

             so I break down and I call you.

          And you greet me like you’ve missed me

       And you treat me like you like me

    And you make plans with me

But they never happen.


You’re promises are just lies

******* in pretty bows

And.
          I.
             Can’t.
                        Trust.
                           ­        You.