We were literally in the middle of a conversation, where did you go? oh you went to go play your games. okay ill back off so you can play. you said you're sorry for ignoring me I accepted
oh, you were playing games again? sorry I was getting worried that I made you mad or something have fun! you said you're sorry, I let it roll off my back
You told me to tell you how I feel and I told you straight, I feel like you're drifting away, its like you care more about your games than me. Its like I'm getting boring for you. oh wait you were playing games weren't you 'ill text you still', 'wait are you mad?' what do you think? we just talked about this...you're sorry...again, my health bar is bleeding, I'm losing health, fast can you tell?
you're playing me aren't you, you seem to be good at that
my hearts isn't controlled by you stop it, stop it please, STOP IT YOURE HURTING ME IM SUPPOSED TO BE ON YOUR TEAM, WHY
...you're sorry?...okay, and? you said that last time, and the last and the time before that
will I ever be your first choice, am I ever going to be good enough for you to pay attention to me like you do when you play your games, well you keep hurting me so where's my med kit? I'm supposed to be on your team stop shooting! what are you doing? critical hit...I'm done
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Poetrywritten thoughts that you may relate to, and a way for you to know there will always be someone out there for you.