I've written letters to everyone that has left me
Just so you know, If you left me, you have a letter. Or, multiple If I really liked you.
And silly me, I probably played a million different scenarios In my head where I got to tell you everything you didn't want to hear once you came back. Of course, you never came back, so my words got eaten up In my brain forever. I don't even remember half of the things I "complained" to you about In my head. However, I do remember the feeling once I knew you wouldn't come back, one so very familiar. A stinging In my stomach and a bad taste In my mouth. But I can't say It'll be the last time that happens, and don't believe to be so special because It certainly wasn't the first either.
Unfortunetly, In this cruel world (and If you have a heart similar to mine) you'll probably write many letters In your life to people who won't even return to look at you. In short, people who don't care about you. And oh, how I'm jealous because...how do they not?...how do they do It?. Everything I do In my life, everything I am, Is to care. I don't know how to be anything else, and god knows I've tried. Imagine just how free-spirited I'd be If I didn't? If I chose to be selfish. Maybe that's the answer, maybe that's who I'm supposed to be...but why does It feel as If someone asked a fish to fly?. I'm a fish that can't fly, and I pay the price every time.
Deep down, I wish I could be like you. But I am, all at once, cursed and blessed to care for everything. Even people as careless as you.
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