I feel like I am on my knees, crawling, begging, you to spend time with me. I am sometimes rewarded with some. Saturday I got hours, yep I said hours, with you but it’s not enough. I want to not be second, third, or whatever worse I am to you right now. I want to not have to hear, ‘ I don’t know yet, I have to check with ______ ,insert your friends name here, and I will let you know’.
Why don’t I matter? Why do I have to beg and wait to spend some time with you?
I know that I say I love you. And I do. But do you really think I will sit here and play second to your buddies? Because I won’t.
I will love you forever. I will like you for always. But if you keep me waiting… who knows.
I love you.
I miss you.