i want to say how much i hate you
how much you have torn me
apart
and i am trying to find my way back together
how you have
shattered
me
and broken
me
and made me a different, more skeptical person
made me tired
sad
tired
i want to say how
you are a bad,
bad, person
how you took advantage of me
how you used me
and hurt me
hurt me
and hurt me
and hurt me
but i can't
so i just say
"je veux t'oublier. laisse-moi tranquille." to your
empty
empty
empty words.
28 August 2008
26 August 2008
9:39 AM (3 hours ago)
c est dommage ce ki est arrive je suis desole j aurai voulu que ce soit autremement j espere que tu vas bien
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found words
10 August 2008
its not you, its me
Dear Paris ,
By the time you read this I will be gone so there is no point in trying to stop me.
I remember when I first saw you, 8 years ago. You were so beautiful. I felt like we were immediately compatible.
It hasn’t always been easy. Off and on -- remember that gorgeous autumn we spent together in 2002? Or the spring trees in 2004? 2006 I’ll never forget. And summer of 2007 sealed the deal. I knew we could make it. Everything about you made me happy. When you weren’t around I thought of you constantly.
But lets face it- this year things have changed. Its been tough. I feel like I’m different, you are different... How can I put this? I need a break. I don’t think we should see each other for a while.
I realize this means I will probably have to hear stories of other girls being with you, how much fun they are having, how wonderful you are. I’m not going to pretend that it won’t be hard.
Its not you, its me. I need something different out of life now. I hope we can stay close, and, if it isn’t too improper to say, I feel we’ll be together again soon. But for now I ask that you respect my space.
Prenez soin de vous.
-Lucie
Labels:
prose
08 August 2008
perspectives
I.
you have your australian girl but at least i have my dignity.
II.
miss maggie hall tore all he petals off of all the rosebuds.
"better to destroy it now than to let it slowly disappoint you."
III.
we were just manifestations of each other's self loathing.
you have your australian girl but at least i have my dignity.
II.
miss maggie hall tore all he petals off of all the rosebuds.
"better to destroy it now than to let it slowly disappoint you."
III.
we were just manifestations of each other's self loathing.
Labels:
poem
04 August 2008
a wall is a wall is a wall
berlin is hot and shocking
two years ago
i was here
trying desperately to stop my own passivity and fall totally in love
this time
...(lets just say)
the irony is not lost on me
two years ago
i was here
trying desperately to stop my own passivity and fall totally in love
this time
...(lets just say)
the irony is not lost on me
Labels:
poem
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