Awkward tension
hangs in the air
like the stale smell after the rain.
Every once in a while
a silent glance between us
shows the hurt,
or in your case,
a very apathetic expression.
Don't look at me like that.
What happened to the "I'll always care"?
Aug 29, 2013
Aug 29, 2013 at 7:38 PM UTC
Awkward tension
hangs in the air
like the stale smell after the rain.
Every once in a while
a silent glance between us
shows the hurt,
or in your case,
a very apathetic expression.
Don't look at me like that.
What happened to the "I'll always care"?
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