I just want some reassurance from you that you’re still there for me. That you’re still the friend that you used to be. That you’ll still be there when I really need it. That you actually do care about me. That you want me around. That you need me every once and awhile. Because that’s all I want. To be wanted.
I know that’s how you are. That you’re all walled up inside and that you can’t be telling me that my insecurities are absurd all the time. But I’m not asking for that all the time. I’m just asking for it sometimes. Because right now you’re probably the least assuring person I have ever met. And I can’t just trust that you’ll be there, when you don’t act like it.
Words without action are just pointless. And I feel like that’s all you throw at me. Pointless little words.
You said you were sorry about what happened. Please don’t make me doubt those words.
You’re my best friend. I just want to know that I’m yours too. Because right now I don’t feel like I am.