coins go rolling
from my shaking hands
and drop to the floor
of the car, and my eyes
fill up with tears
i leave them,
their small lives in my care
are over,
even if you loved me
even if you tried to,
my feelings have fallen
from my open palms,
they go rolling
about your heart
and they are no longer
mine,
i could say i love you,
even if i do
you wouldn't care,
it's a non-issue,
i am just another check
on the resume, another
life goal
fulfilled,
i'd do it all for you
but i don't expect anything,
that's love, that is
why you're hard to please,
it's not that i couldn't
love you,
it'd just be a non-issue,
another of your boxes
struck down with an "x".
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