and i remember
. .
the first time you told me you fell in love with
me
the butterflies i would of got every time you texted
me
the call every night that would last for hours on
end
how you would tell me you loved me everyday
when i would gossip to all my friends on how perfect you
are
how you made me feel truly happy for once in my
life
but now im worried if you even have a feeling for me left inside
you
if you would ever reply back to my texts i send everyday
waiting for a night where your excuses to call me end
id be lucky to get an i love you once a month
my friends are now telling me to leave you
and how you changed around my life from happy
to miserable.
and after all that, a quite thought
would rush through my head...
" what did i do?
"