(alas.)

[like_apathy]

Mr. Puffin was the best (pid) cat ever. He was soft and fluffy and liked to drool when you scratched him just right. Mr. Puffin was the love of my cat-life and has now been gone for three weeks. If someone out there took him while he was out on his daily romp, I hope you fucking rot in hell. If someone ran over him, hurt him for fun, or did

Comments

What I Sow

[gloves21]

This is no way shapr or form is about or has anything to do with the woman whose name is affixed to this live journal. But it is something that I wrote and I thought she would appreciate it and others would to.

Whst I Sow

You say I am guilty of a great betryal
Could I have been so wrong in my portryal
Was I really so hoirribly misguided
Was I really someone that was so derided
I thought the worst I was was possibly a joke
Never thought I had arms around you as if to choke
Did you really write those words that cut me to the quick
Feel like I got blindsided by a large brick
No one has ever made me stand back and question
But that letter is still in the process of digestion
I would like to say that I cried
But in the end I just feel like I died
Because whatever we had did
Now I am like a car in a major skid
I thought that you I understood
Could I have so misunderstood your mood
Do you really see me that way
Do you truly mean the words you say
I did the best I could to be a true friend
And now you say it was all pretend
You say that I was so wrong
Was I simply wrong all along
My heart surely is not intact
You said you would allow no more contact
Even today it does not seem real
How can that be how you really feel
I was never in love with you
But I did love you
If you can't understand that distinction
No wonder our relationship suffered extinction
Part of me wants to apologize
And part of me wants to recognize
This is not my fault
I should not regret my part
But I can't help but think
Even as my heart sinks
I deleted your pictures from my computer
Like a lost and desloate commuter
I took your name out of my phone book
Right now it is just too painful to look
I wish I could say I feel pain
But the truth, I don't know what remains
I didn't ever know I ever hurt
Never knew you could be so curt
The reading of that letter the funeral I did attend
I guess what we do is often not what we intend
As my last message before I leave
To deal with the pain I did receive
Right now I must admit I am torn
Wondering why our friendship was reborn
Was it but to come to this end
Looking for an answer, to heaven I send

Lord God show me my intended place
Only through you will I find grace
Only in your warm embrace
Will I have the ability to face
The task that is in front
As I bear this terrible brunt
Am I reaping what I sow
I simply and completely just don't know!