Feel Good

I've got a quaint sense of evanescence
Mind is never present
He said my aura's very pleasant
And that I'm a blessing
I said 'Thanks, but maybe next time send it in a message
I dont like talking but I dont mind texting.'
He said, “Bet.”
I think hes upset
Was it something I said?
He left me on read
Now Im in my bed
And Im staring at my bedroom wall
Or Im hiding in a bathroom stall
You should keep your phone on you
In case I actually do call
But I never do
I always say I will
But I never do
I say I will but I dont
And you catch an attitude
Like, what is it with you?
I dont need you to feel good
But you dont think thats true