it doesn't matter

it doesn't matter what I'm feeling
or if the fantasy is done
it doesn't matter when we're together
or when I am alone
it doesn't matter if the dance
lasted longer than the song
it really doesn't matter
it doesn't matter much at all

it doesn't matter that the sweetness
dried up and withered away
it doesn't matter that the illusion
evaporated with the dreams
it doesn't matter that the sleight of hand
was faster than I could see
it really doesn't matter
it doesn't matter much at all

it doesn't matter that I loved you
with the truest conviction
it doesn't matter that it wasn't returned
I held fast with predilection
it doesn't matter that it's over
and the crimson line is drawn
it really doesn't matter
it doesn't matter much at all

it doesn't matter that the stars
glow brighter than the moon
it doesn't matter that the sun
still finds me awake at dawn
it doesn't matter that I don't sleep
cause then you don't appear
it really doesn't matter
to you and now not to me

Poetry by M.J.B. is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-Noncommercial-No Derivative Works 3.0 United States License