I am wasting my time...

There's no easy way to say this: I miss you.
It's been a few weeks, it feels like longer maybe that I've heard from you, and it only feels like days since we last saw each other... or maybe that's just me.
Maybe you don't miss. Maybe you're only thinking of her. I thought you got over her, at least that's what you told me. You told me you were done with her. Did you lie?

You, you could make me smile. You made me believe. You gave me hope.
Should I believe you are now only someone in the past?

I liked having you around. I liked feeling that somebody cared. You had no reason to care, yet you did. Time after time I told you. Thank you... for being you. Now where are you?
Yes, you say you're busy. Yes, you've started school, but you've kept in touch with everyone else barely even saying hello to me. Come on, you would call me every night, you'd single yourself out just to help me keep my head on straight.

I am pathetic for believing you were a friend, I thought you were a friend, so where are you when I need you?
Even with distance, don't you still keep in touch with friends?
You'll keep in touch with everyone, what, but me? Tell me you miss me. Tell me you've been thinking about me. That's what I want to hear.