In His Mind
I Don't Care About Her/HimShe is just Song Gayeon, and I don't care about her.
I never notice how her eyes glisten every time she flutters her elongated eyelashes. I could care less about that sweet, innocent, timid smile that plays on her lips whenever I compliment her cooking. I never wish that she only cooks for me. I am never tempted by her soft, flawless rosy cheeks, and I have never wanted to move closer to her. I never notice the mild, sweet jasmine scent that rides gently on her long, smooth hair.
She is just a girl, and I don't care about her.
I never glance at her from across the room whenever I'm on break from my game design work, just to see how she is doing. Therefore, I never notice how she always has her left hand dig into her hair as a sign of stress. I never think that is a cute habit and secretly smile about it. I do not eavesdrop on her pointless conversations about her ill puppy, Sam, or new hobbies such as kickboxing on Friday nights whenever I get a chance and then grin foolishly afterward. I am not attracted to her as she stands in front of me blushing like an adorable, naive angel, and then speaks nervously. I only offer to help out of friendship and never out of the fact that I care about her for more than just a friend. Because I don't.
She is just a girl, and I don't care about her.
I was not the first one to arrive at her house after she came down with a fever. She was. I never try to cook for her and end up with a huge mess in the kitchen. I have never kissed her forehead lightly to check if her head was still burning. I never hold her hand tightly and assure her, "You will be better soon," in my deep, caring voice, "trust me".
She is just a girl, and I don't care about her.
My heart never skips a beat when her hand brushes against mine. I do not ask every girl in sight to be my girlfriend, just to get a reaction out of her. Dating girls is just a hobby of mine, and she has nothing to do with it. I never ask her to be my girlfriend, because I feel nothing more for her than just a friend. I do not care about her opinion when I have asked for her suggestion to choose a present for my latest girlfriend, Krystal, in a jewerly store. I never bother to tell her that I have broken up with Krystal two weeks ago, and the present is actually for her. The present is my way of thanking her for being such a good friend and nothing more.
She is just a girl, and I don't care about her.
My face had never burned up from embarrassment when she accepted the gift excitedly and gave me a peck on the cheek accidentally. My heart is not melt at the sight of her, as I am not envious when this guy, Minwoo, starts flirting with her. I do not have the desire to knock him out cold when he makes her smile with some corny jokes. I only despise his face.
She is just a girl, and I don't care about her.
My chest does not ache painfully when she and Minwoo walk hand in hand openly in front of everybody. I never do silent cries when I see the wedding bells ringing upon her. She tells me she will be Mrs. Park (the Minwoo Park) soon and hope I will attend her wedding. I only stare at her nonchalantly. I am not shocked by the news of her marriage. This is the honest truth. I could care less about this at the same time. I am never curious why her eyes water. At least I think I see tears rolling down her cheeks.
She is just a girl, and I don't care about her.
I end up strolling down the beach instead of going to the wedding, hands in pockets, staring at my feet as they kick away small rocks and sand. I don't attend her wedding just to show how I really don't care about her, in case she thinks I care. I am not hurt over the fact she chooses him over me. After all, why would I? I don't give a damn about her.
She is Song Gayeon. She is just a girl, and I don't care about her.
Just a girl and I don't care about her.
I don't care about her.
...Don't care about her...
...Care about her...from the first day she smiled at me...
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