Letters To Burn
Number Thirty Three
I’m sorry I said I wouldn’t bother you. I keep breaking my word. That’s not who I am. Well I guess it is. I needed to talk to someone. But there’s no one. I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I can’t stop the darkness anymore. I’ve tried. It’s hard to put into words how my mind is and how it’s hard just to breathe most of the time. I’m glad that I knew you. I’m glad that I got to make a lot of really good music with you. But I don’t know how to deal with my feelings anymore. I tried to stop thinking about you and just enjoy the moments we have but my heart hurts so bad. I don’t expect you to understand. The only thing I ever wanted in life was for someone to feel about me, the way you make me feel. But of course life doesn’t work that way. I look at you and I hear you speak and I can’t help but love you. Life isn’t a movie but on a night like this I wish it was. You’d look in my eyes and know. We’d run away and the credits would roll. All the outlying issues happen off screen. But in that moment...that perfect moment...everything would be fine.