Thursday, February 12, 2009

Dearest,

It's been years.
I can't do this. I must not. I want to run away and find the new things. Search and search until I can figure out this screaming inside. I am trying so hard! Why do you sneak up on me like that? I thought you had gone, my love. I saw the look in your eyes. Was it doubt? We can't turn around and go back. We cannot change our decisions. I knew you were wrong then, I know you are wrong now.

Take me back.

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