Dearest,

The writings say that you are coming soon.

The writings say that you haven't forgotten.

The writings say that I'll have to wait a little longer.

The writings say that you need a little more time.


My writings say that you're not coming.

My writings say that you've forgotten me.

My writings say that I'm done waiting.

My writings say that you're time's up.



The writings were written only to be washed away.
I've washed yours away.

You can't wash away mine.

They're there forever.



And so am I.

~Monster