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.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
The History Of Arson
When you lived here, it was a city. When you left, it became a town.
The city has moved into my heart and there it will remain for eternity. If you try to yank it out I will scream in terror! I love my city of dreams and I love You!
"And when I heard you were dieing It was a Suburb again."
I wish I knew the story of all the anonymous comments. Their words are just as powerful as yours, but you don't know if they are written to the author or somebody else.......
hmmm... nice
ReplyDeleteI miss you. I really really miss you.
ReplyDeleteThis town got a whole lot bigger since you left.
ReplyDeletei love this blog so much. and i dont even know why.
ReplyDeleteI miss you so much
ReplyDeletepls come back to me, bb i love u much...
ReplyDeleteCome on.
ReplyDeletePoetic insinuation aside, why should that be a bad thing? Towns are sweet.
Cities bustle and have too many non-listening people, in sum.
Every one of your post is so beautiful. Signifies something that all of us go through... some time or the other in our lives. :)
ReplyDeletehow can we talk?
ReplyDeleteI miss you too..
ReplyDeleteI always pretend I don't miss you anymore, and that I've moved on.
ReplyDeleteI pretend that my heart was never crushed into thousands of pieces the day you left.
I pretend that having you here didn't made a difference anyway, because you never cared.
You can only pretend for so long. Every once in a while, my heart still aches for you.
This is really beautiful.
ReplyDeleteThe city has moved into my heart and there it will remain for eternity. If you try to yank it out I will scream in terror!
ReplyDeleteI love my city of dreams and I love You!
for my story I have to add onto the end
ReplyDelete"And when I heard you were dieing It was a Suburb again."
I wish I knew the story of all the anonymous comments. Their words are just as powerful as yours, but you don't know if they are written to the author or somebody else.......