Some Bitter Truths

A bitter truth is that
it was mostly replies,
not messages, that
I received from you.

A bitter truth is that
you mostly called when
a favor was sought,
not to check up on me.

A bitter truth is that
no time was freed for me
when you were busy,
but you were busy only for me.

A bitter truth is that
you hardly pick up your phone,
or at times, it’s glued to your hands
to check if I’m doing okay.

A bitter truth is that
I've loved you selflessly,
keeping tabs on you
for fear of losing you.