I totally get that you don’t want anything serious
And I totally get that you’re still emotionally troubled
And I even totally get that you need your time and space
But why do I end up getting hurt in the end?
Why is it that whatever I do is not relevant whatsoever?
Does me doing so much for you not important?
Visiting you at work in the pouring rain?
Buying you meals after meals when you’re hungry?
Risking issues in my home just to see you?
Maybe they don’t mean shit,
And maybe I should just stop whining
And maybe I shouldn’t have let my guard down…
But maybe you shouldn’t have convinced me to in the first place
And maybe you shouldn’t have kissed me all the times that you’ve kissed me
And maybe you shouldn’t have fucking looked at me like I was your everything
Because I’m nothing to you
I’m not worth anything for you
And I’ll never be your everything.