Poems.

No, I dont care much at all.

I don't care that much about planets,

I don't care that much about seas,

I don't care all that much about s

tars.
No, I don't care much about these.

But if you were a planet,

I would give you life to bear.

How I would love to inhabit you -

but still I do not care.

And if you were the oceans,

Oh those seven lonely seas.

I would happily drown in you,

and my soul you will seize.

Already you are a star in the sky,

but stars have been dead for so long.

I miss you as I gaze up at the night.

You shine brightly, but you are gone.

You are gone.

I do not care about that either.

I am stripped of who I used to be.

When you left, my colour faded.

I do hope you are happy.

I am left in your shadow,

Looming darker day by day.

You are gone and I am not,

I don't think I can stay.

I miss you, who I was before.

You broke the glass and I shattered.

I'm broken and bleeding and torn,

not that it ever even mattered.

No, I do not care much at all.