When I like someone I always seem to do everything for them. Drive to them, catch Bart to them, even fly to them. I always do what they want, telling me to prove that I like them. When is it my turn? Why do I always have to prove myself, when no one proves themselves to me? When is someone else going to come and visit me? When will I actually feel special? That feeling someone gets knowing that someone cares enough about them to actually come to them? I done trying. I’ done proving myself. I shouldn’t have to prove myself. I’m done.