I wrote you an entire letter
but I got too scared to send it,
it sits on my night-stand
waiting for me in runny ink;
"I love you in the way you need love.
the way you ran in the rain with me
and pulled off my drenched shirt, the
way you made me eggs in the morning
as if you got more sleep than me, even
the way you manipulated me. did you
know I thought this was mutual? did
you know I actually fell for you? how
could you? how could you not fall with
me? I gave you all I had, but you gave
me nothing and now I'm empty,
(yet so heavy with love)
and
you're keeping me hostage within you.
I'm sorry for being who I am, I care too
much, its broken me. I think I've learnt
from you that love cant be real, its a
one sided joke and you'll always be a
prankster. I dont know how to keep
you, and I dont know how to let you go.
selfish man who did his crime and too
brave to confess. naive girl who got
bullet wounds but too proud to admit
she couldn't dodge them. "
