Yes, I am nothing.

Tool (sonnet)

For the second time, it was a mistake.
Every night we talk, I am wide-awake.
Every day and night you give me cheer.
For my problems that you are glad to hear.
Making me a story to make me laugh. 
Teasing me all day is more than enough.
Wanting to be with you in anyhow.
Knowing that your attention is mine now.
But again, someone catch your attention.
And I am hating this excruciation.
Asking myself, why not me? I like you.
That's the thing that I wont ever tell you.
I am always here, waiting for nothing.
Anyway, Thank you for everything.