one pry off the kickboard on the keyboard

Mar 27, 2020 22:48

a long time ago.

I thought I would gift this to you. this isn't a gift. No one could construe this...ah fuck it.

I'm in the middle of a relapse. I will bide it out by the end of this weekend, but it's a relapse all the same.

Is this a warning or...

I don't know what to say.

So i'll be me and hope that someday you're better than this than I was.

Your mother isn't the first person that I loved. There was someone else before her. Going back over it it seems like I was always able to love someone and them to love me. That's not right.

I would like to begin, but this happened 20 years ago. I would be faking to tell you that.

Your mother told me, more than a year ago, that we should try. and by "try" she meant "try to have you".

My cousin was still living with us at the time. you. you were impossible. I didn't think I could have a person. Anyways you don't belong to me.

you are your own person. I love your little watermelon smile. You have your own personality and everything. I can't wait to know who you are.

someday you'll be able to access all this and make your own decision about who I am or were...I hope you let me live in you. for decades to come. i hope you never know what i have known, or that i have steeled you against it. i don't know what the future will bring for you, i can only hope you'll better than I did.
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