January 2012
I wish it was an easy fix. I wish I could tell you. But maybe I shouldn’t have to. Maybe you should know that I love it when you give me flowers. Or that I love random “thinking about you” texts. Or that I would love it if you took me out on a real date. Or if you followed through with that special night I wanted.
But maybe that isn’t it.
And maybe it isn’t meant...
“It is better to fail in originality than to succeed in imitation.”
– Herman Melville
I know that I can’t have it both ways. But I can’t seem to let you go. Even though I should. But you desperately don’t want me to.
“Sometimes I’m terrified of my heart; of its constant hunger for whatever it is...”
– Edgar Allan Poe
