It’s obvious you’re doing fine without me. It’s obvious you’re happy, and have so many other people now. Why do I constantly have to think of you, when you don’t even think about me? Why does it take so much to get you off my mind, and when I have nothing to preoccupy me, it hurts all over again? Why do I have to miss you so much, when I’m nothing to you? What is wrong with me?