You called me your own

You called me your own
but welcomed me with a frown

You liked me in my dress and suits
and hated me in my PJs and tees

You thought I was too crazy
maybe understanding from you was too lazy

You called me when it was convenient
always expecting me to treat my time as lenient

I am too straightforward, you’d poke
I waited for you to laugh, was it not a joke?

I spend a lot of time alone, you say
yeah, you left me with no other option, bae

They say loneliness makes you adrift
for some people, it comes as a loony gift

(PS: Now that you have read it, try rereading it not from a romantic angle, but getting distant from a loved one who could be your family or friends. It would make more sense then.

PS 2: I never write using any LLM, and that applies here too. All is written by your girl, sitting in her balcony, and just letting it flow.)