Caretaker 

You were like a care taker
You took care of me 
You gave me a bath 
Cooked 
Told me stories 
You stood by me 
Until the green paper 
Was in your hand 
I, all of sudden realized 

 That you disappeared 

When you left 
I realized 
The food was frozen 
The water was boiling hot 
The stories were always about you
It was then that it hit me 
Taking care of me 
Doesn't mean 
You actually care about me 

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