So Much for Listening

You criticized me for not writing down my schedule on Google

So I did, minute-by-minute, showing you where I would be and who I'd be with 

Then you made fun of me for being too detailed

You said you didn't need to know everything

Well, which one is it? 

You yelled at me for not texting in our chat

my whereabouts

but it was all on the calendar

and I didn't want to be rude by using my phone around him 

You thought I didn't text because I was out with a boy 

How many times do I have to tell you he and I talked about just being friends? 

And now I'm not even talking to him

You made me cry when he drove me home

and things went downhill from there

I told you about tonight's dinner six days ago

But when I brought it up again yesterday, 

you were surprised

and said nobody was listening earlier

Gee

Thanks

You know that really makes me feel loved

I relish in the fact that I'm making an effort to communicate

but you don't care

That really hits me in a sweet spot

And you wonder why I tell my friends more stuff than I tell you

They listen to me

Make eye contact

Hold my hand

Hug me

Tell me they love me 

Let me lean my head on their shoulders and vice versa 

They don't judge me

They sympathize

and empathize 

They let me cry when I'm hurt

They accept 

me for me 

with my beauty and flaws all in one package 

Why can't you be more like them?