Unpacking, reading
my old journals.

Where did I go wrong?
I never wanted to look back on my life
with regret.

And maybe someday I won't,
but now it seems that every turn
I mad
was the wrong one,
and I've ended up in a cul-de-sac,
(us laughing about that, New Year).

With you.

Now when you touch me I want you to
remove your hand,
your skin is too hot
I am burned.

We have an apartment together and
I want you to take
your things
and leave me alone
with the high rent.

I'd pay it.

How did I end up here?
I never thought I'd feel so lost
again,
but the only comfort I have,
right now,
is the sound of the grackles outside and the
heat that surrounds everything.

I just need to be alone, for a while,

then maybe I can love you again.

10/04/2008

Posted on 10/04/2008
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