3 Months
Tears fall heavily on this padded paper, the words blur and smear as it runs through.
And I can't sleep I need to tell you goodnight. The last 21 years have come and
gone to sleep. Now that you love me I hate myself. So much regret and so little
pride. The sands of time made sharp echoing sounds as they fall in my hands. So
much to do so little time. How do I say Im sorry when I can't forgive myself. I love
you thats all I can say. My days become listless as I lie in their bed. Did you get my
letters and all that I said. I wait and no avail. It feels like there is a damper on my
senses. Im slipping away as you walk into the room. You take my hand "I love
you........"
Copyright © Brian Burnette | Year Posted 2011
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