I'm sorry I havn't written about you
for a long, long time.
I can't even believe that after everything,
I have just apologized....
It just rolls of the tounge,
but its you who made the mistakes,
so why is it my natural human instinct?
I've let the wind carry me,
and the oceans spray salt into my wounds,
in hope I'll heal -
and be built stronger.
I'm sorry I'm not writing about you anymore,
I won't let you control where I splurge
my ink.
[I can't believe after everything that I've just apolgized]
......
I've just realised,
I'm still writing about you,
you're still controlling my pen...
Ironic.
Author notes
17/5/09
Comments
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Quite a clever little write when one stops and looks. At one point you are apologizing for writing about this erson and telling them you won't and yet the words still ring round back to where you started. I liked this a lot. Thank you for the lovely read.
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its cool
i like this it makes me think hard...which kinda hurts hahaha
who is it ?? who u writing about??
x.x.x
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