No Matter

One more time
I lay my love on the line
another friend lost
I'd rather you hate me than this.

No matter how eloquent
no matter how kind
my words could not fall onto
harder hearts.

my apologies mean nothing
I have never been rejected like this
in my drunken stupor
I see your soul.

I didn't know forgotten love
could ferment into general indifference
but it's no matter
to you.

(c) 2000 by Laura

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