To You,
I guess that what I first thought would happen after I write
this is that I will get your response and then everything
will be like the movies we used to watch together.
I thought that maybe after I write this, after I'll say
everything I have to say, all that was bad will be no more
and all that is good will rise again.
Now I expect nothing from you. You have wounded me and all
that I ask of you is to leave me alone.
Well, that you know how to do, don't you? How long has it
been, really? Five, six years? But now I want you to leave
me, I want you to leave my soul and my heart and let me live
and die in peace.
What wrong have I done to you? What is it I did that made
you do this to me?
You know what? Fuck you! Just Fuck off and leave me alone.
Why can't you do that much for me? I don't ask you anything
else, just leave me alone....
But you can't even do that, can't you? You can't do
anything, nothing!
Or perhaps it just hurts you to see me in peace....
I love you so much even though I don't even know you. Why do
I deserve this? Why do I deserve to be the one to love you
when everyone else hates you?
And why can't you appriciate what I am doing for you?
I love you, you bastard!
I love you! I love you! I love you!
But all I want you to do is to fuck off.....