I need you to understand something. I wrote this for you. I wrote this for you and only you. Everyone else who reads it, doesn’t get it. They may think they get it, but they don’t. This is the sign you’ve been looking for.
You were meant to read these words.
Tuesday, September 16, 2008
The Bonus Round
You're so God damn beautiful, I cry, before I begin to write.
Oh this hit home. I sit for hours infront of my computer staring, wishing, wanting to write something but not just anything to express the way I feel and I can never get close to it unless I have cried a river of tears first.
You're so God damn beautiful, I cry, before I begin to write.
promise?
ReplyDeleteOh this hit home. I sit for hours infront of my computer staring, wishing, wanting to write something but not just anything to express the way I feel and I can never get close to it unless I have cried a river of tears first.
ReplyDeleteI wish you mean what you say.
ReplyDeleteYou're right. Those last two words on my last two letters really meant goodbye.
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