Sometimes.

Sometimes I listen to your songs and the pain in the pit of my stomach returns.  Sometimes I read your old e-mails and cry.  Sometimes I'd like to think I've forgotten you and moved on.  Sometimes I actually trick myself into believing that.  

But the truth turns around and slaps me hard, waking me up to my reality.  I still miss you.  I still love you.  I still want you.  

I still hurt over you.   

And you don't care. You've moved on.  You have a new girl.  You've had her from the beginning.  You. don't. care.  

Do you think of me?  What do you think when you think of me?  Are you happy?  Are you sad?  Do you feel any pain or remorse?  Do you ever wonder how I'm doing?  Do you want to talk to me?  Do you even know how much I'm hurting?  Do you even care?  You don't.  If you did, you wouldn't be acting so.  

Norah Jones
Carnival Town

Round 'n' round
Carousel
Has got you under it's spell
Moving so fast, but
Going nowhere

Up 'n' downFerris wheel
Tell me how does it feel
To be so high 
Looking down here

Is it lonely?
Lonely
Lonely

Did the clown
Make you smile 
He was only your fool for a whileNow he's gone back home
And left you wandering there

Is it lonely?
Lonely
Lonely