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dear jiyun,


this is the fourth
paper I'm writing on

I keep spilling my drinks
on them

it's so hard to write right now
but it's almost midnight,
I need to
have this letter ready
tonight

I promised,
one every day

but I'm regretting my decision.

other than the alcohol
I also spill my
heart
out to you

in these cheap papers
inside a formal envelope
that you probably
won't even open

you don't care,
you don't answer back

you don't read anything I send you,
I'm sick of trying
so hard.

it's my remedy,
but my destruction,

holding onto you still

hoping, hoping

nothing.

I'm done trying to discover
myself,
to keep on track
and
find balance

I don't have the strength
to go one more day
like this,

acting like I believe
I'm able to
fight back the urge

I miss you so badly
that my whole
body aches

and you hate me,
you hate me jiyun

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