rather the screen door is set ajar,
never fully opening, never securely closing..
it's constant..the embarrassment i feel when i think of you
and me, and how we used to be..how dare you be so cruel.
i don't want to know how you are, i don't care.
for all i wish, you are sitting on the bottom of the ocean
face blue, suffering, no air..suffering as i suffered..do you feel that faint
comfortability of pain?
i did, i still do when i think of you..
i hate you with all of what is left of my heart, for the former was spent loving you.
god i wish i had only moved away sooner. i wish i never remembered your number..
further, i wish i had never met you, my life would of been so much more complete
if i had never laid eyes on your unmistakable beauty.
it's always worse when i go to sleep and when i wake up..
why did you leave such a lasting impression on me?
why is it that i still feel such pain?
i hate you, i hate you so much it's unbelievable.
it sickens me to say your name aloud, but if you
would ask to have me back i'd be there in a heartbeat.
why must i feel this way?
a mistake pain on a mistaken day.
a broken heart given way,
to sail the corners of the ocean,
the waves at bay..the rose
sits in the glass, my heart is
pierced forever last.
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