You've Never Really Cared

I've learned to take the fact that you don't even care,
But I still can't help the feelings I get when I stare.
I don't really try to stop the pain of a broken-heart,
Though I'll always try to fix that which has broken us apart.
I've missed you dearly since you've left, and I'm quite sure that you noticed.
I'm also very sure that I'm nothing important on your list.
All the everlasting poems and the murderous thoughts about you,
Were signs that I just needed some way to take a clue.
You won't ever love me or give me the time of day,
But those three words are ones that I can't help but say.
I'm not even sure if what I'm feeling is actually real,
Though I can tell you it'll take some time for me to heal.
I know it's not like you even remember who I am,
And I know I've already gotten as close to you as I can.
The scars won't ever leave because they're the stories on my skin,
But I swear this is the one story that I have got to end.
If what I said was the thing that threw you off,
Then I'd take back every word and breath if it would make the pain stop.
You look through me at her as if she was your only friend,
And no matter how angry or lonely I get your smile makes my knees give in.
I wish I could say that I don't need you in my life,
Yet that'd be pretty stupid, especially after all my strife.
I'm caught in your web of beauty and I have no idea why,
Because when I look at you, it's like you don't even need to try.
I would say that you're perfect and everything I'd wish for,
But, I'd rather wish for much less pain instead of getting even more.
I've hoped for you to think about the heart that you've stripped bare,
Because, like I mentioned earlier, I know you've never really cared.