Tied to you.

I'm sitting on my bed,

looking out my window wonder

if after all this time 

you've thought about me once or maybe twice.

Why don't you feel the same way I feel?

That's me, being selfish.

How could you go on like if I've never existed. 

I spent so many night wondering if you miss me like I miss you.

Don't even belive you love me anymore, 

questioning 

if you ever did.

What am I to you girl?

I'm stuck,

watching your pictures and 

 you look so pretty babe.

I'm on my own, wearing your necklace,

months have passed,

and I really wish 

I could live without your lips

but I'm still here 

waiting 

for you 

to want me.