i come to you today with a heavy heart
i wish there were an easier way to get through to you but things never seem to go in my favor
i can't help but notice you don't call as often
but when you do so you don't speak as much and when you do so there's not much to be said
until eventually you don't..
i regret allowing you to be close to me
although i miss the warmth, the love, and the attention you gave
for some reason i think i'll be okay
