kellbelle
Bluelighter
I want to write you a huge long letter, that tells you all the words I cannot say to you. They would have been words of love, admiration. Words of hopes and dreams. Now they are words of hurt and pain. Anger and sorrow. This would be the kind of letter you keep folded in your wallet, that you bring out when you feel like maybe you made the wrong decision. You know which one I mean. The one where you chose her over me. The one where you chose comfort over uncertainty. The one where you tore open my chest, ripped out my still beating heart, and did the flamenco dance on it. The one where you just may have passed up true love. But I'm not writing it. Not for you at least. I'm still trying to dust off my dirty heart. Maybe you will see it someday, but not now. You don't deserve it.
[ 17 January 2002: Message edited by: kellbelle ]
[ 17 January 2002: Message edited by: kellbelle ]
