Want my affection

You like when I give you attention.

You don’t want me but want my affection.

When I drift away you give me breadcrumbs.

I think there could be a chance and I know that’s dumb.

Our friendship was built on trust.

But what people don’t know is that it started with lust.

Maybe I am just being used.

People are tired of seeing me in my melancholy moods.

Maybe it’s all in my head?

The late nights and staying over in your bed.

The cuddling and caring that was never said. 

I wanted you and but you strung me along and fled.

I worry and care about you deeply.

But the truth is you never even wanted me.

You don’t like when I give my attention to another.

I go around and say that you’re like a little brother.

I think back at moments we shared.

The times I thought you truly cared.

I think I had a fantasy of how we would be.

Because I know I am not the girl you want to see.