Yearn for You [poems]

I wish you still cared.

I hate that I miss you.

I hate that you forgot about me.

I hate that you don't want me.

I hate that I still care about you.

And it hurts.

Hell, it hurts.

Everyday.

Seeing your face and putting on the 

'i don't give shit' look.

Truth be told,

I do give a shit.

I care so much I wish I didn't.

It would be a hell of alot nicer and better.

But I guess that's why you were there.

To tell me, 'No! Don't do that again. That person is just an example of who I should not care about ever again.'

I wish you still cared.