I am tired;

I'm tired of you loving me.
I'm tired of you treating me like this because you love me.

Is this how you really love? Or is it just how your love is towards ME?

I saw how you treat others. I saw how you didn't deny or stop the advances of those people who's clearly interested to you.

Yet, I still continue to care for you, after you came home. Alcohol and perfumes lingering on your clothes. I saw how you treat your buddies with respect that you can't seem to give me. I saw how you treat...