Wednesday, October 15, 2008

"Anything goes when the pens almost out of ink and the midnight trainwreck fingers hop from key to key"

I'm tired of all the fighting and yelling. All I want is quiet. You here with me. Buttons and typed words aren't good enough right now. Hold my hand, please. Hold me together. I don't know right from wrong from right from left. And I know I don't make sense, but just hang in there. Stick out the rounds and wait for the count. I won't give up on you if you don't. It's not the love that I need, but it's the best kind of love I'll ever have. Unconditional. You changed my life. And so did you. And you too. Can't drop names, sorry. I might trip.
I mean every word of this. Some of it is directed towards different "you's", but I mean it all.
Hold on to every word, because some of them are actually the truth. Like when I say I love you.

1 comment:

Niki said...

I know you changed my life, bestfriend.