Love me like your life depends on it

I often wonder If anyone notices the slight changes in me. If they can tell that I am slowly dying inside. If they even care.
I know not many people like me, hell no one likes me. They find me weird and weird doesn't fit in here. I know no one wants to talk to me so they don't 'catch' what I apparently have. If only they knew.
I don't care what they say about me. I don't care how they look at me, how they look down at me. I don't care about any of them. I only care about him.