So That's Why

Oct 14, 2006 05:22

Dear _____,

I'll tell the world that I'm doing fine because the people who have to ask don't deserve an honest response.

When I'm awake around two in the morning and the pill I took an hour earlier hasn't worked for the third night in a row, I sift through my memory bank and choose which ones to save and which to recycle. I can never really dispose of the memories pertaining to you, but I like the idea that they are the ones that always end up in the trash.

So that's why.

I turn you into a dream and I make it all go away.

Love,
Kelly f. Logue
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