caring

Do you even care? I wish I knew. Not at all, a little bit or alot. Probably not at all. You know how I feel, I care too much. I want you at all times. But I know nothing. I can tell you what I think. I think you dont, I am just there. A warm body to use as you see fit. If you cared even in the slightest you wouldnt hurt me the way you do. I cant even see it in your eyes. How do you do it? I dont know.