how little you care ☆☆☆

I feel

How little you see 

Me

Or care

But I am learning

To not care 

I have such love for all people

Such memories and sensations

My best friend is apple juice, dark chocolate and the smell of the ocean 

And i thought this new person was hairdye, and babies and buttons

But i think not, maybe not

When she does not care for me like i care for people

No listening, no aftertough, no sincere care or emotion

But sometimes i see gaps, small needlepoints, tiny swords of hope

Like with my parents, but i have learnt

People remain the same unless there had been some big revelation, massive change

And these people must have supressed many times the feelings and open-critique people have showed them 

They are already somewhere of their own

And nothing like the face of a flower, or a glimt of hope can change that

Most people have a small something 

That you could cherish and love

But the question is if all else dims you, or starves you to the bone

I will not let you eat me up

I will become meat, and stardust and the thruth of my lungs