When I finally learned how to deal with Mike
October 29, 2003
And yet, these years pass with tears, love's unrequited, mistress, best friend - you missed all of this.
And yet, each day you are not here, I think I might start to miss you.
And yet, I'll touch you, and see you, and hate you ever more.
And yet, after all this time, you still don't know why.
And yet, after all this time, you still don't know me.
My love is gone, holding on to the past is wrong, I've moved on.
I expected more out of you, because I saw more. But now I see that that was a lie. Friendship no longer binds. Love no longer binds. You are gone.
And I am free.