Care Anyways

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Love in doubt
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Tell me all your secrets
Anything on your mind
Let’s talk for hours and hours
And never get bored
In the hope that you care about me anyway

I’ll talk you through your trauma
I hate him, and men like him
You didn’t deserve that
And yet here another comes along
You don’t care about me anyways

You’re guarded, I can see that
Do you open up to others in this same way?
How many know your heart?
And I wonder how well I even know it
You don’t care about me anyways

When will be the next time?
I wait for you to once again disappear
A new lover who doesn’t love you
When I am right here
But you don’t care about me anyways

Those three words come from your lips
You can’t possibly feel that way about me
You’re in another person’s bed tonight
The words don’t make sense with your actions
You simply don’t care about me anyway

My heart is at the edge of a string
You’re cutting it shorter
Puddles of salty water falling from my cheeks
Because I do
I do care about you anyway.

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mehitabel_mehitabel_almost 3 years ago

Oh man, I would love to hear this set to music.

29wordsforsnow29wordsforsnowabout 3 years ago

Mmh, two different pairs of eyes don't always see the same picture, so here sixteen dozens words reveal more of the Big Picture than the first and all following looks, as no one can see inside.

Thanks for sharing this sad, reflective one.

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