Unofficially yours ver2

         I was always there for you. I call you when you need someone to talk to because that’s the only thing I can do with this fucking distance. I change your bad mood into a pleasant one. Everything that I could do, I did.
         I was happy that you appreciate what I was doing. Yeah, appreciation was enough but not today. You said I make you happy, but the thing is, how about me? Love? I don’t believe now that when you love, it’s okay to be not loved back. Dude, I want to be happy, too. I was invited for a dinner date for Valentine’s Day, but I did not accept the invitation because I want it with you. And there you are, having the best valentine celebration of your life with someone else. You play with them and got a kiss. I told you, I don’t want you to kiss anyone else but me especially on a heart’s day. You thought it was okay? For our relationship, it may be, but for me, personally, it is not.
          That’s the problem when you got no label. What am I? A friend? A confidante? The one you can go to when you have nowhere else to go? The one you can talk to when you got no one else to listen? I could be all that, but please make it clear! WHAT AM I TO YOU? WHAT’S MY ROLE?
          You are not the only one who needs assurance that someone will always be there, I need it, too. Where does reciprocity go nowadays? Martyrdom, I can do that, been there done that. It’s just that, now, when I do it again, it must be worth it and for someone who deserves it because I believe that I deserve someone who’s worth my efforts.
           If you are ‘friendzoning’ me, well, friendzone is not my comfort zone. It’s a trap - a trap for my happiness. I don’t want to be jailed on this zone and suffer.
           Unofficially yours. No, I am now, officially not yours.