Money and honey

Money.
I do care.
You.
Supposedly a mare.
Who never ever snare.
Said you don't care.
I thought I found a dear so rare.

Obviously I did immediately pair.
Now, seems I was unaware.
You were sure you don't care.
Sure, that till I am there.
You never would need to care.
Now that it's all bare.
I ain't so sure that it's fair.
Of how I was naive and unaware.

Nowaday's, if I can dare.
What pesters me everywhere.
Things to wear.
Long calls to here and there.
Might as well add food,
Travels and home care. 
Grocery, hotel, misc bills
An ear plugs for me, to be fair.

Do I have money above, anywhere?
Well to be honest no, it's not there.

Thus has been the journey.
Of me, you and money.
Though at times I am sad
Or get mad enough to feel funny.
You're right honey
You really don't care about money!