Enabler

You are like a dog that is so happy to see me when I go into a room.  You wag your tail, whimper, and gladly let me pet you, but what you don't do is of great relevance.  You don't come find me, you don't come when I call your name, you are uninterested when I am laughing or crying.  Unless I come all the way to you, you are indifferent to my existence.

It is very unfortunate that I want to keep entering the room and giving you exactly what you want, to give you love that you do not reciprocate.  Pouring love on you like a waterfall, you like the river at the bottom, getting filled over and over, and me the waterfall giving and giving.  The question is who is to blame. 

I enable.  I give you no reason to pour into me, you will get what you want with no effort.  You take.  You find no reason to come find me when I call your name or when I cry.  

So what is it then?  Do I stop coming?  Will you miss me then?  Only time will tell.  This waterfall has run dry.