why

 Don’t you love me? my moon my stars; you’re my breath but yet, you turn an leave me alone; you want even call ,to see if I’m alive. It’s like you have put me in a box; leaving me to wilt and die like a cut rose left unseen, thrown out the door like trash. I adore you but yet you refuse to see me what have I done other then hold you. It like I’m chasing a ghosts; I never see you I guess I’m dead to you; a love that never was; and just a bad flash back of night an a life that never was; But yet you said you love me, I guess you leave what you love staving and wilting away; but I don’t understand why?