Someday My Prince Will Come. Hopefully.

Now I know I write too much about things/people I miss..

But it only means I love and care for them.

For the last few weeks/month I've been trying to lay off,

I came to a realisation that maybe you'll miss me more if I'm not always there.

Now how much more 'not there' can I be, when I'm on the other side of the world?

And even though I've been trying to be distant,

my body and mind aches every hour of every day I don't hear from you.

I've written you emails, messages, comments - but not so much that I look like a stalker -

But you never respond, or if you do and I write back, you don't.

Why? Is there a reason, or are you just too lazy or busy for me?

How can you be busy, you don't have a job, you don't have exams,

you finished school, schoolies is over..

Now I know this is obvious about who I am writing about,

But you don't even read this. I wish you would.

But if you don't even respond to me,

why would you read/care about what I write.

Mostly about you.

Do you even know I have a blog? Has anyone told you?

I think I told you, but you went offline.

I want someone to tell you, casually, to read my blog.

Will you even listen to them?

Oh and by the way. I thought the name you called me,

was special for me and me only.

But yesterday I saw you wrote a comment to someone...

You used that name.

Please just tell me if i'm annoying, or if you want me to go away,

otherwise I'm just wasting my time. And I could be looking for someone else to love,

even though my love will always have some part here for you.