Everyone deserves a second chance in life,
But a third? fourth? fifth???

What scares me is the fact of not knowing,
If you still love me,
When I still love you.
Though you've hurt me...

I don't expect you to shower me with love,
But a text saying beautiful or my love,
Would simply make my day.

I have to be honest,
And you've pressured me into doing things,
I really didn't want to do yet.
I did it for you.
But you've hurt me.

If I ended up in the hospital,
Because of a serious condition,
Would you call me to ask how I'm doing,
Or text me...

I guess it was exciting to you at first,
When we were first going out,
and tings seemed to simmer down,
and that's fine.
I'm just wondering,
If you even still love me,
Because we hardly communicate,
Am I supposed to assume?

I'm not good enough for him.