Sunday, April 10, 2011

"I wish you were dead"

That's been replaying in my head all morning long.
It's weird because you were the one crying this time.
And for some reason I stayed completely calm, because I understood.
But at the same time, I don't.
We were at a wedding, or maybe an outdoor divorce court.
But it was hard.
But we both understood.
I don't wish you were dead.
I hope that's true for you too.

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