even though you're here, i still feel like your mind is somewhere else. it doesn't feel like things have really changed for us. you don't get as excited anymore when we do certain things like you used to. i'm still thinking about that night we had, when we got ice cream and went to the park, but you never said anything about it afterwards, or even cared to talk about it that night on the phone. while i'm here, still thinking about it, still smiling about it, because you're still all i think of. and those nights are still special to me. and when i think about how much it does mean to me, and think of how maybe it doesn't mean that much to you anymore, i just kind of want to cry.

i just don't know sometimes with you.