December 14, 2010 § Leave a comment
I dreamed of you again last night.
I know it’s been almost a year and I’ve written about you before.
But there are still some things I need to say.
I think I could have grown to love you. I was afraid and pushed away.
Understandably, you slammed your door shut.
What I would give to be able to take back my boyish doubt.
I should have dove in.
But like a splinter you taunt me from beneath my skin, you remind me in my dreams of what I cannot have.
Ruthless. There are not many things that have affected me in such a way during my life.
You are quickly becoming a top contender.
Like I have said before, you won’t read this.
You probably wont’ read the one before this.
Or the one after this.
Somehow I know I won’t escape this unintentional emotional pile up.