This Awful Disease

I want you to be there for me like you know I’ll be there for you,
with these confusing emotions, I haven’t a clue.
You say you love me but how could you? I know you don't
sacrifice anything for me, I know that you wont.
I realized that the time you forgot my birthday,
after I threw you a party on yours.
And the time I could tell that something was wrong with you with one look,
while weeks of depression, you asked if I felt ok.
And when you cry to me about something your best friend did,
when I never even knew that I wasn’t that person anymore.
And you went on to make friends,
and I waited for you to come back.
When I ask you to come see a movie,
and you tell me that you already have.
When you tell me he’s cheated and then crawl back into his arms,
tell me I’m over reacting and that it didn't mean anything.
You come crying to me and I make you feel better,
and you tell me your so thankful that you have a friend like me... and her.
And I don't give a fuck; I just want you to care
its that feeling of being alone I just cannot bare.
Please come and please help, I’m begging you please,
before I die of loneliness, this awful disease.