Jun 29, 2006 21:03
my house has been flooded.
everything is ruined.
i can't speak that well
to anyone anymore...
the first two lines are all i wanted to say.
and maybe that i can't stop thinking about you,
but you would never imagine, nor do you read this now.
your allies do, but they've all done me wrong, just like you.
i wanted to pick up a shakespeare book of sonnets yesterday for you,
leave it at your door... i know how much you love him.
wish you knew how much i still love you.
i can't trust anymore.
as far as i'm concerned,
i only trust three people reading this.
to hell with all of you,
and i'll see you down there.