Now I'm twisted up when I'm twisted with you.

I'm tired of being used, poked and prodded, hit on and made to feel like a piece of meat.

I just want someone to like me instead of just wanting to sleep with me.

Is that really too much to ask?

Don't tell me you love me when you don't respond to phone calls, ignore text messages and don't reply to messages online.

Don't tell me I'm your best friend.

Don't tell me you've been ignoring me unintentionally.

Don't make me feel insignificant, especially when you're a huge part of my life.

I miss you.