Why do you even ask?

He checks on me every day, texts with all concern “day was Good?”
I wonder and reply with a straight face, “why do you even ask?”
“I am at home, got same old stuff to do, and got the same old story in a loop”
“Alrighty” he says but intrudes with the scoop of sunshine:
“It's temporary, I’ll be waiting on the other side…”

And, my heart pounds unnecessarily, but oh dear, you know it's not a love story
Soon it all submerges as he renounces his own words,
Claiming it's all just to comfort, “It’s just a friendly gesture”
Like the “Wildest Dream…nothing last forever…and, I can see the end as it begins…”
12:34 in the mid-night, he texts saying “nothing, just checking up on you”
12:37, “if I don’t sleep, I am calling you”
Oh boy, how can you say “it’s nothing when you care about everything”

From the point, how much I slept to when I ate- you care every day, every night                              

You care about my mood, you care about my deadlines too, and...
Oh boy, I wonder with my messed-up head, “why should I even matter to you?”   
Nonetheless, let's interpret- as you once said, “why do we feel like our conversation isn’t over”       
Well, but to be honest, I do not think we will ever have a closure… 

Hence, I wonder and reply with a straight face, “why do you even ask?”

- 9:03 PM (Nov 20, 022)

 {Toxicity really does not come in bad packaging at times!}

“Wildest Dream…nothing last forever…and, I can see the end as it begins…” - Adopted from Taylor Swift (Wildest Dream)