Monday, October 23, 2006

the decay

Monday, October 23, 2006
When I slam the door and run from you, my heart dies a little.
When I scream in exasperation and hang up on you, my heart dies a little.
When my heart dies a little, my tears and fears resurface.
I don't want to cry anymore.
Please let me go.
Please don't look for answers you can never find.
Please let yourself go.
Please.

1 comments:

Anonymous said...

What's up, Jessey? Still hanging around KL?