Thursday, March 29, 2012
I'm sorry
Listen.
I don't want to be your friend.
So quit trying to be mine.
You cannot make amends for what you did.
What you did was wrong.
And you just can't accept that.
I'm not holding a grudge.
You're just dangerous.
Not just to me, but, to yourself.
And if you cannot respect my boundaries, I will take this matter to a higher authority.
So please.
Back off.
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Monday, March 26, 2012
Friday, March 2, 2012
A Summer of One Thousand Poems
To my love, everyday I think.
To my love, everyday I remember.
To my love, everyday I love.
To my love, everyday we yearn.
To my love, everyday I read.
To my love, everyday I cry.
To my love, everyday I write.
To my love, everyday I wait.
To my love, everyday I’ve ever waited, nothing has come back.
To my love, everyday I cling onto a memory.
To my love, today I was hurt.
To my love, today I lost my memories.
To my love, all I remember is my love for.
To my love, do you remember my name?
To my love, because I can’t.
To my love, I was let out today.
To my love…I was hurt today.
To my love, I remember.
To my love, you don’t exist anymore.
To my love, goodbye.
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