My presence you claim not to miss,
Does my sadness bring you bliss,
You coldly profess no love for me,
True love never dissolves into apathy,
Seriously, are you being for real
When you express that is how you feel,
Or, is it empty words of anger you say
Hoping to hurt me in return,
Regardless,
I have no control over the FACT that
I will love you until my dying day,
