That i still think about you every morning.
That i wonder if you are okay.
That i wonder if you think about me.
That i still wait on your every word
I hate that….
I dont think about you that much anymore
I care only a tenth of what i should
I wait with less enthusiasm
I hate that i
Question everything you say
Question every extra word you say to me
I hate that I
understand you soo much
am not so important to you.
I hate that you
Are to lazy to fix anything
Take it for granted that i will always be here
Dont trust me enough to actually let me in
Dont get that i dont get you that well.