I was there

I was there for him when the world went away
and nobody could take him anymore
while i stuck around feeling things words couldn't say
I still stick around, feeling like a fool
leaving me hanging, not knowing what he's doing
turning things around on me like i shouldn't feel
I was there for him when he felt depressed
when no one else was there for him
even though it made me stressed
I try to make him love me more
but maybe that is wrong
even if he didn't love me, forever is how long I'll love him for
I stick around even when he doesn't call
even when he's out all night and i don't know whats going on
even though i think he doesn't think of me at all
I wait for his call like the pathetic girl i am
while he expects me not to be mad
does he really love me? or is it just a scam?
So here i sit, waiting for that phone to ring again
pathetically hoping that it's him
that boy I've loved since i was ten