Expected of Me

I don't know how to take you
you seem so distant.
First you smile at me like
I'm your one and only...
Then the next day you don't
give me the time of day.
You say you're "busy"
but it never stopped you
from talking to me daily before.

It's like now I'm expected to
lie down with you every time
we go out.
I'm tired of it.
I'm just so tired, period.

We laugh and have so much fun...
you hold my hand
and carry me across mud puddles
so I don't get my shoes wet.
Open the truck door for me...
I slide in the middle of the truck
and you hold my hand.

Then we're on our way back to
my house with an amazing
filled night.
All of a sudden the arm rest
is between us and almost not
a single word is spoken
between us the whole way home.

You don't ask me how my day
was any more. Even though
I ask YOU.
I'm starting to wonder if I'm just
another notch in your belt.
If you played me....

and you played me good.
I won't let you expect me to do
something any more.
So expect nothing from me.
It's your turn to actually care.
I wish it didn't turn out this way.
I really cared for you.