" ..and i thought that you- "
" life is harder now that... "
Balls of paper litter the area around my trash can.
What did i think? That this would be easy?
Well... i didn't think it would be this hard.
I mean its not a letter to the President or something.
Just a letter to a friend...who means more than-
NO! im not going back down that thought path.
Because it always ends up the same way,
with another hole in my wall,
a bloody fist,
and a sorrowful heart.
If only i could just tell her the way i feel
without making her want to get even further away from me.
If only it was as easy as saying "Im sorry. I still love you, and
need you more than you believe."
If only that could work...
And if only she felt the same way
But this isn't the movies...
and happy endings are not real..
Thursday, April 21,2001, 12:31 AM
Her bedroom
She is fast asleep on her computer desk
with her pencil still in her hand while
a piece of paper falls to the floor
with only a few words written upon it which
are barely readable through
the black ink scratched through them
" I'm sorry.
I still love you
and need you more than you believe "
a single tear escapes her eye to make its way to the paper
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