i.
some day you will ask me
when I began to care so much
and I’ll tell you
when I hadn’t heard from you in a day
and I started checking the news
specifically
the accidents section
ii.
some day you will ask me
when I began to care so much
and I’ll tell you
when my father died
it was supposed to be an ending but
somehow I felt it was merely
the beginning
iii.
some day you will ask me
when I began to care so much
and I’ll tell you
that I once loved
and wasn’t loved back
since then I’ve been trembling with fear
that’s impossible to shake off
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