dear telegram (me telegram sam)
I'm sorry i always leave . i'm especially sorry for leavin this mornin, its just that i'm so afraid of what i said. so afraid its true. on loads of substances, lowdown, rightside up, upside down, in the light of sobriety...... i meant it.
i keep askin myself why this is such a bad thing. after all im pretty sure im not the only being in the universe who cant keep a responsible leash on my emotions, i've decided its not bad only scary. Its like waiting in line for a really long time to ride a big roller coaster.
the better part of me knows that more than likely it'll be worth every second i spent in line behind the asshole family from texas, but then the fear creeps in and my heart starts pounding and my hands start shaking as i think about the cars falling off the track or getting stuck upside down or ending up sitting next to some kid who pukes up their cotton candy all over me.
sam, i dont want to be the girl who changes her mind and wimps out when its my turn to ride.
...........the only thing she got right was my name
she's alot prettier than the way she writes
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