Saturday, March 6, 2010

Dear You



Dear You:

You let me down.

You disappoint me.

I thought you had it in you. I thought we would get along and be fine.

My bad to assume...You're incomprehensible. You're incorrigible.

Now we're not talking.

Who's to give up? Who's to win?

We all lose in the end.

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Is this for me MI?

Dencio said...

no MI, not for you. how are you?