with all this love you claim you have for me; I do not feel it.

You claim I am the love of your life. Say that you love me more and that you care about me so much. But if that is true, why do I not feel it? As of late, I have felt nothing but neglect from you. I have had to beg and cry for you to love me. You can't possibly think that this is okay.

I spend my days wondering if we will be okay, and if you will love me again like you used to. But you do not even think of me. You never think of me. I never cross your mind. Ever. How do you think that this makes me feel? I give you everything that I can; meanwhile, I have to constantly plead with you to do something that you should have done regardless.

You rip my heart out of my chest and tear it to tiny fragments. What could I have possibly done to deserve this? No matter the embarrassment, I tell you the truth. But you hide things from me until I found them out myself. I have ruthlessly defended you no matter what. Friends, family, everyone. I never let others say negative things about you. But you never bother to do the same. You say you don't like something; I change. But you never change.

...And yet, I stay.