This thing.
You know when you pulled me away,
and I pushed forward.
I pushed you away and you
came closer.
We aren't together.
We aren't apart.
We aren't committed.
Your stomach turned when you found out what I did.
My heart broke when you found out what I did.
Yet
you're still here.
Yet,
I still care.
Even though,
I said,
you.
Even though,
I said,
You mean nothing to me.
Even though,
I didn't mean it.
Even though,
I didn't mean it.
Even though,
you're still here.
Yet,
are you really?
