Why do I care?

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by Minna Von Walden

I saw your arm resting across her knee. What? I ask myself, what is that? Why do I care? Why did my heart drop a few inches? You are not mine. You are free to love anyone you want. I was the one that let you go, why do I care?

…not yours.

I woke up this morning to a face that was not yours.
A voice that sounded far too different.
How did we get here?
How did we lose each other?
How could we have ever been so careless?

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