I don’t care that you can be cold,
an emotionally unavailable bitch.
I don’t care that you are a narcissist,
always in need of supply
to feed your addiction.
I don’t care that you hunt for
attention, to get that sugar rush
instead of feeding your soul.
I don’t care about your new boobs
or flashy car or any of that.
Because I care
About you.
2 replies on “I Don’t Care”
You ask “why” about why I care. For thousands of little reasons Draga Mea, and for reasons I can’t explain. I just do.
And I still do A. No matter what.