I don’t need you. I don’t think we ever really “need” people. I don’t need you. But I want you. Especially when I need comfort. And everytime I want you, everytime I need comfort, you disappear. And everytime you “need” me, I’m right there. I don’t get that. I would like to say things on the inside aren’t how they appear on the outside, but they are. These are the true colors. Because when someone you love “needs” you, you’re supposed to be there…especially when you put a label on your relationship the way we have. Is it all really a fake one sided thing? Because I’m getting tired of feeling like I’m the only one with an umbrella and moreover the only one with the willingness to hold it when it starts raining.