box of words || breaking

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"Do you think he cares about you?"
"Unless you die, I guess he will never care."
These kind of words keep spinning inside of my head. But I always convince myself that you do care. You do love me for who I am. You will always do.

And that's why everyone calls me stupid. Stupid for loving you so much, even though deep inside, I know you that you never care or love me. You never did.