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Monday, August 16, 2010


There's so much I want to ask you. How have you been lately? The words tumble out of my pen like a toddler walking: clumsy and awkward. Sometimes, I structure sentences inside my mind and taste how the letters roll off my tongue. Where are you? There are days, where I feel like grabbing a brush and just paint out my feelings onto my bedroom walls that are too empty. What are you doing? Then again, my room will be too crowded with no space for the words to go. It's a balloon with too much air. Doom to explode.

People are surprised that I still think of you. You're on my mind always. Who are you with? I merely don't share you with others. People grow tired of my repetition. And frankly, so do I. When will it stop? My friends are always with me. They're important to me. They keep me sane. They keep me walking forward while I keep looking back at you. Do you ever think about me? I know secretly, I'm waiting for your replies that will never come. Why don't you reply? Because, the letters never left my heart. They are tucked away safely where I will bring them out in the future when I can proudly say: I'm happy. That day will come.
Are you happy?

That's all I want to know.


Vencora said...

touching. i think i understand the feeling of those last few lines.

Lovesick Fool said...

@Vencora: Thank you^^

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