A letter, dear, and Kerling-
Dear -
I'm writing you this letter because I am at wit's end
I don't know what to do anymore; do you?
To hear you complain about how your standards are just below rock bottom
then, I test the water
mention... things I have told you
Emotions I have voice
only to have you recoil, fear in your eyes?
"Please, don't let her feel like that-"
Am I rock bottom, then, my friend, am I?
Am I lower then 'the fat girl sitting by herself eating popcorn"
her that you said you would settle for?
I am making you out to be a villain in my brain
I apologize
You're not
If you don't feel so about me, that's okay
but then for christ's sake
don't harp on about how you can't get any
There's a problem in your pronouncements of "It's always the girls I don't like back" and "I'd settle for the lonely fat girl", I just haven't found it yet.
There's a touch, a smattering
a ring of hipocracy
as faint as the smell of you left in the hat you lent me
the hat to complete my manly appearance in protecting the girl
the princess you will save the next time a mutual friend tries to force himself
I see it
maybe I'm wrong, you got angry when i made pronouncements like this
do you intend ti heal her?
wash the sam away?
wash away the bad relationships she's had
and then, her tinfoil night
teach her to love anew?
I see it
both nervous, you will kiss her
You because you don't know how charming you are
her because she doesn't know what to think
I will write your story into it like all the others
Of geekchic boy and pretty pained girl
who will write me, i wonder
draw me
paint me
describe me to their friends
i feel like the sideline
i am watching
"watch you work the room"
curly hair and chiaroscuro
smile smile
i can see the sparks
kerling, he wants you
he is trying
pushing and conniving in his unsure way of his
are you pushing away for my sake
oh, don't
every artist needs painful material, a broken heart or two, to write about, to work with. there was no hope for me anyway; you get the beautiful boy, krlyn, i get the pained material. When I know love is denied me, what more can I ask for?
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