I miss you, but you don’t seem to miss me back
I can tell in the way you act,
the way you talk to me
and how you don’t ever think of me first.
The I love you texts are left with out response,
The casual conversations barely exist.
I can see there is no flame in your eyes and no passion in your heart.
You do want is minimally expected unless you were drunk.
That’s when all the love yous and XO’s come out.
You tell me you love me but there is no heart or soul heard with in it.
Its as tho the words are a knee jerk reaction to me saying it to you.
You stopped holding me tight long ago, but you wont admit
I am no longer special in your eyes