so many things
November 23, 2015 § Leave a comment
So many letters were started, unfinished, and trashed. So many tears were cried, wiped and left to dry on linens unwashed. So many questions were asked, unanswered and left to rot in the past. So many memories were relived, silently recounted, and pushed away until I forgot. So many days were wasted on the bed, still and not moving. So many nights were watched, by a girl awake through her window glass.
You left in haste that you forgot – so many things.