I miss you, miss you

there would come a time when I
when this will no longer be enough
when this missing you
when this thinking of you
when this waiting for god knows what
will not be worth it

I am starting to feel it in me
I am slipping.

I am making a decision
that does not involve you
but concerns you

I cannot go on like this forever
no one really asked me to, anyway
not you, that is for certain

you are not coming through
even in the smallest things

and though it is not fair
to think that you should be doing so
and I have no right
to ask this of you

you do not want me
you do not love me
you do not need me
what am I here for?
I don't want to be your friend.
I don't need another one.

don't waste your time on me
you're already the voice
inside my head
I miss you, miss you.

it doesn't seem like
we will get the chance
to try and see
if we could be
if we would get along
or not

do I wait for nothing

get on with my life
I am a hopeful
hopeless romantic
and I cannot play it cool
I get attached quickly

but maybe it is high time
I started using my head

I do need something to go on with
where are you?
not here
where are we.
nowhere, really
never been anywhere