There was a time when it was just you and I. Your eyes were focused on me any chance you had, and we talked for hours. I miss those days. I miss when you seemed to want me and yearned for my presence. I felt wanted, I belonged to you. Now, it only seems that you're here when you're bored. Like you only need me when the things that give you satisfaction have run low. I am hurting, Angel. I am frustrated. Your mind is occupied with everything but us and I can't deny that it doesn't hurt to never see you anymore. You're forcing yourself to even be near me and my heart is breaking. I don't know what to do at this point. I don't understand.
