Saturday, March 3, 2012

You don't hate me. 
I almost wish you did.
It'd be easier that way. 
But, you don't.

You just don't care.

The opposite of love isn't hate, it's indifference. 

Yet I can't bring myself to stop caring about you. I do hope you are happy. You seem to be. So, either you're a really good actor, or you aren't acting. So, that's good. 

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