suppose i were to say
it was all worth it without wanting
to puke out my insides

if only the mere mention of
Chicago didn't make me want
to tear out my eyes,

how easy it is for me to blame that windy
city for blowing you away from me
rather than blaming
you

if only she wasn't in the picture, your
crazy ex-girlfriend
blowing up my phone, eating alive
my answering machine tape with
long messages proclaiming her love
for you and how she just can't let you
go but

nobody has you now

if only i could be the jail cell
that now contains you nobody
has you now & she caused this
as you broke my heart she broke
your freedom in half

& here i am 4am having just gotten
through writing my first of many
letters to you

sick

pathetic

i am

through pretending that anything was worth it
or that anything wasn't i am through
trying to make believe to make others
believe that i am through with

you

i am through and
nobody has you now.

06/04/2008

Posted on 06/04/2008
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