she wasn't there when i came to see her
last night came the angry letter that gets set off by something stupid. you know at the time its not a good idea, but you do it anyway because you feel it just has to be said. not to say it wasn't worth it, i did get alot off my chest.
after such a violent, painful ejection of all those pent up feelings, i felt really strange. maybe i was wrong. it's something related to regret, but different, something like a forlorn feeling. i sat in my room with a shoebox of memories and picked out folded up letters. each one was like a fortune cookie. they made me happy. they took me back to a time when things were real and good. as much as i may be under the impression that it was all a fake, the truth is that at one point it was anything but.
when those letters stopped, so did the love. i fucked this one up long ago.
after such a violent, painful ejection of all those pent up feelings, i felt really strange. maybe i was wrong. it's something related to regret, but different, something like a forlorn feeling. i sat in my room with a shoebox of memories and picked out folded up letters. each one was like a fortune cookie. they made me happy. they took me back to a time when things were real and good. as much as i may be under the impression that it was all a fake, the truth is that at one point it was anything but.
when those letters stopped, so did the love. i fucked this one up long ago.