• He takes me for granted.
    Those days when he was sad about his break-up, the days he needed someone to hug.
    I was always there.

    It's hard to live up to expectations.
    I can't just drop everything and rescue him from his sorrow, I have needs too.

    He wont ever understand.
    The way he looks at me, the way he smiles at me;
    It's almost as if I'm a toy, A toy that he uses to make himself feel better.

    I don't know why I deal with it.
    Probably because I love him in a way I will never understand.