True love

I think I'll love you always.
What you feel,
doesn't seem to matter anymore.
My pain and my love are so real,
I can't stand to think that you don't care like I do.
That maybe you haven't cared for a year, or two.
But I can go on; my love and your presence will make me strong.
Stay near, as a friend, a past lover, and I'll stay here, right beside you. I stick close to things,
when I know they are true.