Tears of a Tiger

As I sit in my bed with a face full of tears, I begin to wonder why do I love so hard? What's the point if it's not appreciated and once the renter is done with my heart he gives it back broken? How many times must you give so much? How many tears can you cry, words can you curse, love can you spread, and care can you give until you're empty from being unappreciated? 

Tonight my boyfriend and I had a bad argument ... correction I had the argument by my damn self. He has to go out of town tomorrow and won't be back until Sunday so we planned this nice date night with one another. He had a presentation to work on and I didn't get off work until 9 so the timing was supposed to workout perfectly. I called him once I got home...no answer. Now mind you when I text or call you and you don't respond I get irritated, UGH! SO I texted him, he texted back, cool. An hour or so went by and I'm getting tired at this point so I text him again and he texted back, cool. SOOOOOO another hour or so went my and he didn't respond... I text him again a few minutes later and no response. By this time I'm irate b/c I'm losing sleep to stay up and wait for someone who clearly has said "f**k you girl, I'm not coming over" without saying a word. So finally I text one last time with a face full of tears because not only is ignoring me one of my biggest pet peeves which he clearly knows about BUT this was a night I put off doing other stuff to spend quality time with him and like I said previously he won't be back in town until Sunday. SO not only am I irate, my feelings are hurt. I feel like I've been slapped in the face and fooled by stupid cupid again. Love and relationships are so complex...