Evermore

I used to think it was you

Who read these

As a way to keep track of me

Without telling me you did

And it always made me a little happy

That you cared

Even if in secret

You were never good at it in person

And it always made me a little cautious

Not to say too much

Not to give anything away

To keep you on the outskirts

But now you are gone

And the stats remain the same

No fewer reads

Or less views

Proving to me, once again that I was wrong

You still don’t care to know me

Didn’t care to know me*

And now I have to live with that

And you don’t

You were always great at avoiding conflict