I remember when I took you so serious.
I recall when I could feel that maybe I love you.
But since then, nothing matters anymore.
Things fall apart, and emotionally I don't care.
Perhaps it isn't fair for some of you.
But believe it or not, this is true,
My brain tells me you don't care.
So I won't allow myself to think that way.
It doesn't matter just how many poems I write.
It don't matter if the words I say are right.
It is all meaningless in the end.
The only thing that matters is God and Heaven.
- G2G, Tuesday August 17th, 2010
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