By Cosette
Date: 19 August 1999

Junk

you said you're sorry, you said you loved me
you said it was really nothing
i know you don't intend to hurt me this time and leave me crying
it's just i who could never be sure
at what point i could digest all your words 
and take them as enough to heal my wounds...
sometimes,i just fall off the bed
thinkin 
i could bury my confusion and sink with its softness
to wake up tomorrow
believing all the pain was gone
and all the small things 
we fight about the night before and nights before that
i dont know when to say "its okay now..."
i dont know whether to continue discussing
how come i took your words just like that
when i'll realize my pain will be doubled each time this happens again
and i regret not having told you the last time we fought
maybe its because 
i love you too much
to take your penny for the junk of my thoughts