At this point if you told me that you still cared
I wouldn't believe you.
I heard once that the Devil comes diguised as an angel just to deceive you 
But I think we know better, but we'll say we're naive 
And at this point if you said you never really cared
I think it would be easier to believe.
See I can't really badmouth you
That's not how I was raised 
And even though you had your flaws, you also deserve some praise. 
Nothing about us or the timing was easy
And I'm not sure if it means much, but these words are true. So, believe me.
You stuck through a lot in a short space of time.
And I've probably never been prouder, than when I called you mine.
See, time and distance, right from the start
Always held the cards in keeping us together and then apart.
But you were the dealer. You held it all. 
I was never unavailable.- that was always your call.
So as the time drifted and we grew apart
So did the attachment strings of my heart.
All cut lose, except for the one firmly intact 
I still care about you. It's a statement - thats a true fact.
But I can't openly show it. Because you no longer deserve that much of me.
So I'll care from the space you created, because that's just who I am. Even if I seem care free.
So believe me or not, it's really up to you.
But I'll probably never stop caring, that, along with everything else that I promised- you know it's true