I don’t know what I did.
I don’t know what I said.
But the way you’ve been treating me makes me feel dead.

I thought this was special.
I thought this was real.
But all you’ve shown me is that’s not what you feel.

When you look at me I smile.
When you talk to me I laugh.
But once you turn around you don’t seem to turn back.

I’ll always be here for you.
I’ll never leave.
But maybe I should, It’s not like you need me.

I thought you would kiss me.
I thought you would hold my hand.
But instead you dismiss me, and treat me like an old hag.

You laid on my couch.
You brushed through my hair.
But once you sat up, you didn’t stop to care.

I felt my face in your hands.
I did the same with yours.
But now you ignore me, as the rich ignore the poor.

What did I do?
What did I say?
All I can do is stop and pray.

Tell me what to do.
Tell me what to say.
What can I do to make this okay?