By Michael (certain about something)
Date: 16 June 2000

Expiration date

This is not to her. She already understands this. This is to myself. This is to every lady I am going to be dating. This is the decision I couldn't make but just did. I'm not afraid to decide anymore.

There's a funny thing about love
it has no expiration date
there's a funny thing about relationships
if you don't let them expire
they start to rot
and they smell nasty

I made her an offer
Not an offer she couldn't refuse
I made her an offer
but I didn't want her to choose
But she did anyway

I don't want to hurt any feelings
I love her still and always
but the train has left the station
there is no plane ticket
won't be
not ever
there is no chance for an us
won't be
not ever

She had already refused to be a real part of my life
and she refuses to let me go
AWAY
and she refuses to let me be
bitter
and she can't stop loving me
though instant messenging
and I can't stop loving her
though instant messenging
and I don't want to be
bitter
and I don't want to go
AWAY
but I refuse to not live my life
I refuse to wait
I refuse third chances
I refuse to be a "victim"

I love her
but
it's over
it's over because I say it's over
because it takes two to make a car wreck
and I'm heading for that tree
I love her
but
it's over
she says it's over
it's over
it's over because we say it's over

I love her
I miss her
I miss her voice
but
it's over
because
I have decided to hit the seven button
on my cell phone

06/16/2000
one saved message

to delete this message press seven
to return the call press eight
to save this message press nine.

seven

seven

seven

I love her
but I don't need her
not anymore
it's over

if I hurt your feelings
I'm sorry
not sorry enough to regret it
I deserve closure
you deserve closure
it's over

I need to
disengage
myself from this anger
disengage
myself from this sadness
disengage
myself from this madness

I'm not not talking to you
I'm just withdrawing an offer
one with an expiration date
one you refused

So tell me hello sometime
in email
or Instant messages
Mrs Someone Else

I'm looking for Miss Rest of my life
for miss maybe future wife

if I hurt your feelings
I'm sorry
not sorry enough to regret it
I deserve closure
you deserve closure
it's over

love has no expiration date
the chance she had with me does
I love her
still.
forever.
she loves me
still.
forever.

but this.
this is
never.
it's over.

my unknown
I am looking for you
and I am free
it's over.
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