Careless sur l’ocean

Why do you not care?

This is the single thing I do not understand.

Why do you not care? This is the hardest part of it.

Whatever you think you need to do or say or feel or think — it has nothing to do with me.

And whatever I do or feel or think. It has nothing to do with you.

It is just me. Acting like I have to act. And you, acting like have to act.

I know all this. And it is still hard. I don’t quite get it though.

I am too old for this shit. Am I ever going to be old enough for this shit?

This is shit. I don’t want it to be that way. You don’t want it to be that way. Why is it though?

I am way to sensitive. You are way to borderline.

I am sorry. I can’t.

Don’t hate me.