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Who says I dont care?I don't care who you are
I don't care what you were
But if you are with me,
I will care about you
I don't care where you live
I don't care what you live in
But if you have no reason to live,
I will help you find your reason
I don't care what relationship you had
I don't care who they were with
But if they hurt you,
I will be there for you
I know I don't care about many things
I know I'm blunt and insensitive at times
Just know that
I am your friend and you are mine
I may not care at times, but right now I do
I'm not insensitive because I still care for you
I want someoneI want someone...
Who will love me unconditionally.
Who will rub my back and tell me everything is going to be okay.
Who will listen to me... And tell me everything that they know.
Who will be willing to put me back together...
Who will light up with joy, and put on a smile, whenever they see me.
Who will make me laugh when I am down, and never let me touch the ground.
Who will be able to know when I need a kiss...
Who will not even need to say words when we lay in bed... because so much love is just embedded into the 2 of us... we know what the other will say.
Who will lift me up off the floor, and dust me off.
Who will show me the path that I've longed for my whole life.
Who will tell me "No matter what you do, nothing will change the way that I love you"
Who will push everything away, to be together.
Who will want to spend forever with me.
Who will have the same likes and dislikes, so we can have a good conversation...
but also a lot of different likes and dislikes, so that we are l
love, in shortit's something
like an electrical fire
and my god,
it will hurt
and you will smile
because it hurt
and that means
it wasn't all a dream.
I bet you cut"I bet you cut yourself," he says and it takes
All of me and more, and there is nothing to take. I laugh
and cry a little inside. Die a little more and smile
"Of course not."
He stares at me and it's like one of those dreams where you're
Naked and I want to shove my guts in my mouth and burn in Heaven,
rip my scalpel through my thigh, throw my skull at a window and let the
Pain in my body overwhelm the pain in my heart.
"I'm joking," he says and I think I should feel bad for him, instead I
Hate him a little. He's grinning and I think about how I'd love to
Carve his face into the Joker.
"I know," I say and I hate myself a little, too.
He's gone back to me, front to his friends
and you'd think this was to become a nice old love story but
Happy endings only happen in books.
"I do," I whisper and I laugh because it sounds like a wedding vow and I
don't think I'll marry and I don't think I can. I'm scarred and eventually
my scars will have scars
and there will be no amoun
The reason why I love youI like your smile
I like your vibe
I like the way your such a star
The way we playd
The way we faught
It keeps us strong
The reason why I care
The reason why I love you
I love you is you
I like the way
when we get wasted
The way you steal my snacks
The way you disagree with me
Is the reason why I love you
I love you becouse you been there
Been there for my darkest hour
And been for my lightest sober
Woken me up after a night long party
The reason why I love you is the all the things we been thrue
Her CatalystAs she walks through the maelstrom, the words trace upon the tips of her fingers and press into the stone. Every brick, every crack in the concrete, every crossed and angular stroke in reds and blacks and oranges. The drips of the gasoline pool around the base of her boots, slosh as she steps over the burst pipes and the rubble.
So much rubble. So little outcry. The silence of the city grates on her eardrums and the mantras she'd been forced to memorize. The Seers demanded they observe thirteen years of recitation before they attempt to weave their first World together.
But who other than the Seers can claim the incantations that knot the skeins they twist and pull on like reins hold fast? When have any of the Sisters recorded the visions they traced upon space-time and recited them, left them open for critique and discussion and debate?
Which is why she walks through the chalky soot of the smashed city around her. This all
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