An Angels Tragedy

It was meant for him

What happened?
Did I do something?
Did you?
What are you not telling me?
Do you still love me?
Do you want to see me?
What happened to holding each other, taking naps together, giggling and smiling over everything, what happened to you wanting to talk to me, wanting to hug and kiss me? I've cried more tears then you deserve to be cried for these last couple of days, do you care? Is what I'm concluding true?
Are you out of love for me?
Was I far too difficult?
Is it really that hard for anyone to truly love me more than three or four months?
I miss you, not seeing you or holding you I miss the old you
The one who kissed me so passionately, the one who loved me more than anyone or anything. The one who did anything in his power to see me even though we just saw each other.
What is so difficult about me that is so hard to love?
Am I too sad?
Too anxious?
Too afraid?
Am I obnoxious?
If I am, a part of me wishes you'd tell me so we can stay together but another part is wishes that if it's true about you no longer loving me, I hope you would tell me the truth already so I don't have to dwell any longer.