Monday, October 26, 2015

I COULDN'T HELP IT


I know you're waiting for an apology from me. Do acknowledge this and remind yourself that it won't come because things that you did wounded me so bad. So bad, you don't want to know how it felt when your sorry's only felt like salt rubbed on it. We don't have much time left for ourselves, to fix us anyway. If this is how you want this story to end, I'll put a fucking period on it whenever you want.

And remind you that this was what you wanted.