I don't remember the color of your eyes,
or the way they looked when you saw me.
I can't tell you what you were wearing that day,
or even exactly what was said.

But I remember how it felt to have your hand on my back
And your face close to mine.
I memorized the line of your jaw,
The curve of your lips,
And the warmth of your skin
When I traced them with my fingers.

I fell asleep to your words.
The hum of your voice,
how it soothed me.
And I dreamt of our future.

I saw it coming before it started.
The ending.
It would be easy to not blame
Anyone but you.
It would be easy,
In fact,
To plot the rest of the world,
My world,
Against you.

It was in fact,
Easy to ignore those signs.
My knowledge.
Easy to accept a moment of happiness,
In exchange for days,
Months,
Now one year,
Of regret and humiliation.

I'm sorry I blamed you,
Then I'm sorry I blamed myself.
Now, I'm sorry I ever met you,
And sorry that I choose,
To never see you again.


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~*KK*~

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uhh no.

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Ya I know I was just fucking with you.

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Recession = When your neighbor loses his job.
Depression = When you lose your job.
Recovery = When obama loses his job.

That letter isn't from the heart, it's superficial.

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You made me this way. I can't control it. I don't want to...
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