You don’t like it when I ignore you. You like it even less when I’m friendly to your friend, or perhaps he’s your adversary. And it’s threatening to you, I can tell by the way you place yourself between us. So you answer my texts faster when I’m with him, and you make yourself heard if you feel shunned. Come on boy, I’m trying to get to you! I’m trying to make you tick so you do something. Just do something!  I think even he can tell by the way I look at you. I’m begging you to either be here, or leave.

I’m hoping you choose the first… because I’d rather not be without you.