You called me when you wanted feedback for your movie.
You called me when your movie was a raging success.
You called me at your most inspiring moment.
You called me when you were lonely.
You call me when you want to discuss how Alice from Alice in Wonderland defines naivete in English Literature.
You call me when you don't want to speak and only listen.
You call me at your 100 % happy moment.
You call me when the whole world calls you pretentious and superficial.
You want to be with me when you can't stand the whole world.
You still to be with me when I annoy you.
You still want to be with me when everyone else is falling in love with you.
You still want to be with me knowing who I truly am.
And yet, you have the nerve to turn around and say that you "can't" love me.
That you don't have those emotions in you.
Am I schizophrenic or are you?