My Unrequited Love

You say that you care,

but your actions tell me otherwise.

You say that I do matter,

but I always feel like an option.

You say that you need me,

but you’re seldom there when I need you.

You say that you love me,

then tell me,

why do I feel like my love is unrequited?

P.S.-

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