She 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...