Sometimes

Sometimes, I just want you to care. Like, to you, I'm the only thing in the world with which you are concerned. Even when things get ugly, when we're not sure which way we're turning, I'm not the center of your attention. You're more occupied with getting your eight hours of sleep or studying for a physics test that you're sure to ace. I understand that there are other things that matter, but I need to know that I matter most. Selfish is as selfish does, I suppose...