What am I to you?

I put myself on the line,

Not for the first time,

Yet still you turn,

My face to burn.

I look at you for something true,

But you act like theres nothing new.

I give my heart,

You refuse to start.

I give my love,

You fly away like a dove.

Is this a game?

Or do you think me lame?

I feel this deep dark blue,

So I ask: what am I to you?