Sometimes, I do.

I know I told you that I don't mind, but sometimes I do. And I'm not saying that I want or need you to change... Just that I do sometimes mind what you're doing. And I do sometimes wish you'd stop. But I don't want you stopping for me. I want you stopping for you. There are so many better things you could be doing. Maybe for once we could actually do things regularly together. Special things, I dunno. I'm not asking you to take me to expensive dinners or buy me flowers or any of that. But I want to go places with you. I want to explore and discover with you. I want to exist with you.
And sometimes, I feel as though the things you do keep us from reaching that phenomenal moment of existence.