I called you last night.
Apparently you didn't pick up... but it's all good. Whether you be talking to a friend on the phone or you just didn't want to pick up, I don't mind it. I'm breaking down on the inside babe. I used to be able to wake up in the morning and anticipate a call from you, or sleep soundly at night, only to be woken up by your sweet, angelic voice.
I need some closure, I need to know if you feel the same way about me. Sometimes you ask me if I'm mad because I don't love you but the real question is, do you love me? I've done all I can to prove how much I love you, if not more.
It scares me, the fact that you don't even sleep at night. You sleep during the day. I hate that more then anything because you're sleeping when I need you the most, and I'm sleeping when you need someone to talk to. But that's your life, I'm just a boyfriend. Not like I have any power over you to change who you are and what you do.
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