i don't care. not anymore.

so i won't ask how you are doing when football treats you a bit too harshly though you are its bestest friend.

i will pray. because you used to say my prayers always work. but i'll never tell you.

not anymore.

i need you to think that i don't care. that i don't love you. and even though this is tearing me apart, i'll pretend

that i don't love you,
not anymore.