it's true.
11:01 p.m.

this is absolute idiocy

my own refusal to let go

to accept defeat

to admit what i know

for instance

you will never look at me

and see past my twisted grin

you'll never open up

i'll never barge my way in

i can fancy myself your friend

and tell myself you need me in some way

when it's me who's doing the needing

while you're just living

day to day

you have a life with all of the trimmings

i just swooped in like a bat from above

and here i am with this ache in my heart

because you are not mine to love.

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