The problem with me is that
I keep asking too many questions,
And I keep looking for the reasons.
"Don't you know that I miss you?"
"Why did you leave me?"
"Why did you stop talking to me?"
"Why did you choose someone else over me?"
"What was it?"
"Was it something that I did?"
Or may be the problem with me is that
I blame it all on myself.
"I am too ugly."
"I am too clingy."
"I care too much."
"I am so annoying."
May be the problem with me is that
I still think you care.
I still think you're a nice person
I still think you miss me.
I still think those words cannot be a lie.
And those actions cannot be just pretense.
You must have felt something inside your heart, at least once?
What am I saying?
It cannot be that.
No, not at all.
The only problem with me is that,
I just expect too much.