I wonder how the world would be if we all got what we wanted. Sure it would be choas in the end but maybe nice for a little while. I'm not asking for much, just some company would be nice.
Just for a moment, let's forget I overreacted and go back to how we were. After all, we all make mistakes.
Wouldn't it be nice if we had a time machine, ignore the rules for a little while. I keep monologuing, my apologies, hoping one day I'll get it right. Without the slightest clue as to whether you still even care. I used to think we were quite the pair, like we got one another in a way others just wouldn't. We used to be so free to talk about almost anything, now we don't say a word. Wouldn't it be nice to go back?
I get I'm not exactly at the top of the list for your best of friends but don't I at least deserve a reason? I just wanna know how you are, though on the other hand, if you're doing better; I don't. A few tearful nights in a row, screwing up letters wondering if I should keep the gifts when they just bring back pain now. Even this isn't helping now like it used to, with all the shit that's been going on lately, I suppose it wouldn't be that easy.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
Poetryshort poems that could also be songs i thought of on a whim. most of these are a bit old but recently i was told by a friend to publish them as they're, quote on quote "not bad" so i take that to the stand by broadcasting them here. take a gander.
