we talk,
I realize you don't
understand.
And you don't
want to.
You just stay lost
in your mindlessness.
Your own
little daydream.
Only half way.
Half way in love?
Oh no.
Half way in like.
You've got a little
crush.
How quaint.
You're a scared
little girl.
Won't say "I care."
But you do.
I know.
You won't admit,
but still I'm sure.
You care
every bit as much
as I do.
But you see power
in disregard.
Emotion is silly.
You're too strong.
And you
won't change.
Won't be
weak
like me.
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