Ever send a letter you really wish you could destroy before someone receives it? Ever open up to someone you really, probably shouldn't have? I loaded a world of hurt into a three page letter yesterday, and drove as fast as I could to the post office to send it off. Before I could change my mind. I've changed my mind. Now it's too late
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but i don't.
sometimes i wish that i could just...
show you the tears in my eyes so you'd know i still think about you.
it might be foolish and it might be selfish,
but i missed you on my birthday this year.
you kept me together for so much longer than i ever gave you credit for.
and now here we are.
another year older,
and i don't even know your mailing address.
all i have are open-ended internet lies.
sometimes i really miss you.
and i wonder if i'm ever actually going to get to meet you.
to tell you face to face that i wish everything turns out wonderful for you.
anyway, now that more meaningless gander has gotten scribbled down,
i just came for one simple reason.
and despite how much you might think you've lost whatever good you have.
i'm still here.
and i still want you to have a
happy birthday.
love always.
♥ sara
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I still think about you too. I can't help but miss how close we were. I'm sorry I wasn't around to wish you a happy fourth and a happy birthday. I hope they were both good.
E-mail me or something. I know a while back I told you I felt like we were getting closer, it's still there. Just have to find out a way to keep it alive.
Thanks for the comment.
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and while i disagree with my own birthday, i don't with others. and i think that something special should be made out of them and even if it's going to be late as a fucking date with kate (whatever that means), your birthday will be made special! MARK MY FUCKING WORDS, S____ C______!
my fucked up manner aside, please feel better. it'd be good for you, i swear on the lord jesus christ.
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I think questionable is quite the understatement. On the thoughtfull scale, it ranks dead at the fucking bottom.
But that's okay, because as you said, it made me laugh. And you're here for a lot more than that, faggotface.
I don't much care about my own birthday anymore...which is a lie, I guess. It hurts more than anything. It's all painful memories on top of missing people. I wish it would just go away.
I hope you don't swear on the lord.
ASSHOLE.
Not sure that's an ideal ending.
BUT FUCK IT>
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