I don't do dandelions.
I don't keep track of dandelions anymore.
I don't keep track of anything anymore.
Dandelions don't enjoy me,
And the feeling's reciprocated.
I don't live like a wild dandelion anymore.
I don't understand why I chose to ignore the dandelions before;
Now dandelions are the only thing I see in the yard.
Please go away loneliness.
I've dealt with you enough before we were roommates.
