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By prezioso Date: 2002 Aug 23 Comment on this Work [[2002.08.23.09.16.20693]] |
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You I know you read the words I write. Scanning my words up and down for a hint of control. Perhaps it makes you feel good that you reign in my heart and latch yourself to my every thought. But as you read this know, that you do not deserve these words I write. The letters may be addressed to you and drenched with fond memories of you. But I do not willingly give them to you. You broke my heart and deconstructed the most beautiful thing. You wrote me yesterday. It was late and deep in my wine hours. I confess I was happy to hear word. But disappointed after I read what you had to say. Paperthin words, brittle, artificial. So not you, so not us. You start by implying on my methods of recovery; nice one. You leave me a wreck and then watch me try to stand again mocking my efforts. This was a lie. You. I thought I was still a good person, a strong man, even a proud father. But how can I be those things if I consort with another man's wife. You may protest my inquiries but I have found that you are a good liar. You let me believe this by not fulfilling your vow to my love because you don't care what I think because you don't care for me. Leaving me heart broken and your life in shambles. Why did you shut me out? I came to you so humble and true. Me |