Why does it always have to be me? Why am I always making the first move? Asking you what’s wrong? Watcha thinking about? Why can’t you freely just tell me? As much as I’m trying to be here for you, shutting me out. Not letting me in, keeping secrets is not going to help. I’m done asking. I’d told you that you can talk to me but you choose not too. So what’s the point? Why even bother? What am I here for?