Why should it matter, you say.

Why indeed.

I don't want to know you anymore.

It doesn't matter.

You would say I'm sorry you feel that way.

You good Christian boy.

Are you hurt?

Do you feel hurt?

I want you to be hurt with me.

I am not well and neither is this world, and you are not well.

Cry!

We should all be crying.

That you would rather ignore all of this. Hurts.

You ask what does it matter what you feel.

Of course it matters what you feel.