Sometimes I think I’m better off as your friend. I seems to know you more back then than I know you now.

I’m jealous of your friends. Cause they get the enthusiasm from you. Cause they get all the excitement from you. Cause they get your attention and you missing them w/o having them to miss you or wanting any attention from you.

It’s great to be your friend huh. To be actually cared about.
You don’t have to do SO much to receive THAT much.

How come you know how and when to make it up for the times you failed to “entertain” your friends, but never seems to know how and when to make it up to me for the times I waited in vain for your msges or calls, picking up your phone so excited, like a kid who is waitg for Santa claus on the eve of Christmas, missing you like i wish you wld be missing me too, just to hear you say you’re very tired.
How come all I get is “I talk to you tmr k, I’m really tired. Sorry, I really wanna talk to you but I’m so shagged“, and the same old cycle repeats.

Maybe you are just happier when you are with anything else in the world than with me.

Can I just be a friend then?