I won’t tell you what happened today.
I won’t tell you how the first time you said it, the tears bubbled near my eyes and it took everything to suppress them. I won’t tell you how I left to take a nap in order to erase the sensation.
I won’t tell you how the second time you said it, the tears really came and there wasn’t anything I could do to stop them. I ran away then and that is all you know of it.
I won’t tell you how I found the best friend I never had today in someone far more patient than you are. I don’t want to lose him almost as much as I don’t want to lose you.
I won’t tell you how no matter how upset I previously was, I couldn’t hold it against you when you talked to me again.
Was today my fault? Or was it yours?
I don’t need this right now.
I have far too many things on my mind.
I don’t need you right now.
Please don’t ever tell me “I don’t care” again.
Because the next time you do, I might not be able to handle it.
I might not speak to you again.