Very deep in my heart, I question your forever,
Are you with me now, or am I just a whenever?
I long for your commitment, for a bond that won't sever,
But you shrug and say "whatever," my heart grows more clever.
If my appearance were flawless, would you truly be happier?
If my words were kinder, would your doubts be fewer?
You whisper "I want you," while your friends whisper "loser,"
I fear rushing ahead, only to become your past, a mere blur.
Would your eyes truly see me, if I were somehow different?
Avoiding my cries, acting so indifferent.
So many ifs and maybes, tangled in this lament,
If love is real, why does it feel so bent?
I long for your embrace, for a love sincere and true,
But your actions speak volumes, and I'm left feeling askew.
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