Dealing

I know that 
you don't really care,
but I'm here 
so you should deal with it.
Just because you're avoiding my eyes
doesn't mean that I'll disappear.
Just because you pretend 
that it doesn't hurt
every time I talk
doesn't mean that I'll stop talking.
Just because I pretend
that I don't see the pain on your face
doesn't mean it will heal.
Just because I pretend
that it doesn't bother me 
when you talk to other girls 
doesn't mean that I'll stop liking you.
I can't tell if I'm not dealing with it 
or if you aren't.

This poem is about: 
Me

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