Not About Love

This isn't about love. Nope, not at all. This isn't about heart break. Not at all. I'm not in love. Not one bit. I've never experienced heart break. Not even a little bit. Sixteen years and not one person. Not one man. Sixteen years and not one kiss. Not one smooch. This is not about love. I've never had it. This is not about lust. Never experienced it. So while you're crying. While you're heartbroken. Pardon my ignorance. Pardon my apathy. And while you're so happily in love. While you're swooning. Pardon my ignorance. Pardon my cynicism. Because this isn't about love. Not one frigging bit. This isn't about love. Not even a little bit. This sucks. Every last bit. This sucks. Down to the littlest bit.