I said it hurt, and it did- but not enough to matter. A lot of things hurt; that doesn't make them relevant. Really, though, it doesn't matter; it's not relevant to anything anymore.
It hurt. Pretty badly, too.
But not enough to make me care.
So I'll just pick up these tattered pieces, and I'll put myself back together. No need to help with sweetened half-truths. I mean, you're not the first to hurt me. It's not the first time I've had to clean up someone else's mess.
And I still love you, so much.
I'll never understand how I could love you this much... but I do.
And nothing will change that.
Not ever.
I said it hurt, and it did- but not enough to matter.
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