Unsent Letters (COMPLETED)

Dear Wicked,

It's funny,

I started this whole thing 'cause of you.

I don't even need the shit

I already forgot about you.

That's what I tell myself.

Every damn time I hear your name;

Each and every time, a stab in the heart,

It's a fucking pain.

Well done. I see you've done some meddling once again

fucking up my tai chi, and zen.

You're ubiquitous now,

I can't seem to breathe.

My ankles are anchors

leaving me hopeless and unable to run away.

What are going to do?

Tie me up and have your wicked way?

With love,

Casuallycool