Wednesday, February 17, 2010

A Thousand Letters(A Thousand Apologies)

Here I am with a pen in my hand.

I feel like I am playing games with you.

I don't like liars.

If you knew how much I miss you, you would never have left and I know that for a fact.

Without hope I can tell you I will never do that again.

Hell, I just want to hold you.

I don't tell you because I don't want to lose you, I never had anything to lose before.

You're so beautiful.

I don't want anything from you, I already took all that I could.

Where do you live?

You're a good person, my favourite person.

Oh heck I just want to tell you I love you all the time.

I'm sorry.

You got dealt some cards, and I did nothing about it, and thats probably about as low as you can get.

Please be waiting for me when I get home.

I'm so sorry.

I don't know what's worse.

I have always loved you.

I know you can't ever trust me again.

Every good memory I have is of you, you're always in it.

I want to come home to you.

I made mistakes, I know, but I never will again.

(All your letters were the same)

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