I want…
Someone who cares enough to ask if and how I slept.
Someone who cares enough to ask if I ate and what.
Someone who cares enough to ask me about my day- how it went and what I did.
I have friends that ask- friends that are there.
But when it comes to the men in my life,
I seem to be the only one asking the questions.
I seem to be the only one that seems to care.
Why?
Why is it so hard to return in kind what I so easily and graciously give?
I love and I care and I invest myself in you.
Do you not genuinely want to be a part of my life?
Do you not feel the need to invest in me too?
-MS
