If Life Was Like a Poem

He Doesn't Care

I  don't know why
I feel this way
Like it was my fault, the way we are now
I thought we were in love
Star crossed together, separated by fates
I thought you cared, and understood
Could tell me how things were, and how they've been
But you left me standing alone in the rain
To fall down to my knees and weep, as you put me
Down

I should have known; this is not the movies
It's life and it's cruel
But it took me a while to realize how much I
Depended
On you
You were my crutch
When I was too weak to stand

Alone
Now I stand weak and alone
Quietly wondering if you still think
About the time
The jokes and laughs, love and advice
The wonderful time
So short of a time
But as I stand alone mourning the echo of
Your words: "God doesn't care about people like you"
God doesn't care, he doesn't care
Oh, how I weeped and moaned
Believing and living by those words
Thrown back in my face the two things that mean the most
Hard to see
What was really meant
Your god is not my God
He is better
He loves me
And you
Just as I do, I love you
But here I stand using my new crutch
Apologizing to myself
To think I thought you were right
As the tears
Flood down my face, out lining my cheeks
He wipes them away
You've been replaced