I slowly replay the things that were said.
Thinking of what I should have done.
Or what I could have done.
Anything to make you stay.
For you to want to come back to me.
Instead of this feeling of being left behind.
Feeling so unwanted.
I know this could all just be my own madness.
Trying to bring myself down again.
Never letting myself stay content.
I can't just tell myself that you'll come back.
That you're not lying about this and that.
That you really do want me and only me.
These things I never know.
"I'll never ask if you don't ever tell."
Honestly, how am I to know?
