You used to call me yours, now you never call at all.
I lay in the pitch black of my room, the blinding light of the screen piercing into my eyes, but I don't flinch. Not anymore.
I wait and watch... but nothing comes up. Another day of waiting for your call, only to be met again with the absence of you.
My mind wonders and runs away from me, thinking the worst.
Did you find another?
Did I mean nothing at all?
Was I not worth it anymore?
I'm a fool, I've always known this, but it was always for you. I was yours, you were mine.
But as the days go on... the more my heart begins to beat less for you... yet why do I still cry for you?