I write this letter to you
With my last drop of ink
I write to express myself
I write to help you understand
Each letter, each curve
Each line that I make
I write with my last drop of ink
I want to tell you these things
I want you to know me for me
I write to explain
I write for personal gain
With each stroke that I painlessly wrote
With each second it took to write this
I write for you
I write for me
I write for us...
I write with my last drop of ink
Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 11:59 AM UTC
When did you become more than just a friend?
I don't remember ever giving you permission to drive me crazy...
I never asked you to make me fall madly and helplessly in love with you.
I blame you, it's your fault!
Because of you I can't look you in the face without hurting.
I can't speak to you without losing control of what I might say.
You make me nervous, you drive me nuts.
I want to love you...
I want you to love me!
I want you to share what I feel. The pain, the passion and the lust.
But this is too much.
I have to forget you, I have to keep you away.
I'm sorry I hurt you, I'm sorry for what I said.
I'm sorry for the pain and the tears I made you cry.
I'm sorry for losing a friend, but in the end,
You will always be more than just a friend...
Nov 29, 2014
Nov 29, 2014 at 11:58 AM UTC