Life could be so easy

I can't tell half the people I love that I love them because they either don't exist in the physical world, or are too busy with their acting careers.

Miss someone, call them.
They ignore your call.
You missed them even more and now are more depressed.

Love someone? Furiously fantasizes about how it could go right but fears about how it could go wrong.

No offense, and I appreciate the concept, but if things were this easy, we wouldn't really be human.

call -- but they never pick
ask -- nobody cares enough to answer
explain -- nobody listens
change it -- they change it back
tell them -- get your heart crushed
invite -- wait..wait..wait...
so life is full of drama and too f***ing long

I do most of these things and life is pretty great. it's just the drama around me… but why do I care?

this sounds like it would create a lot of drama...