I Don't Expect You To Care

I'm used to being
Forgotten
So why is it 
That every time it just
Hurts more
I expect you not to care
Yet, you are surprised at my sadness
When you forget my name.

I'm used you to you not minding
That I sit here 
Waiting for you to answer
Call me a stalker
I guess that's fine
Since you tend to answer 
Everyone else
But me.

Yes, it's sad
That I care
About you
When you obviously, 
Love her
It's normal
I'm used to it.

Or so everyone thinks,
And what I try to
Convince myself.