when I can’t move, i’ll enjoy the still for a while
Posted in Poetry on March 19th, 2007Splintering a chemistry of friends
I’ll treasure you always
You know I love you
Upset. Because I gave up that easily. But lately, it feels that I don’t know how to do the job and I’m inadequate and I’m going to mess it up.
Frustrated. Because sometimes it feels I’m like a fish lost in a deep sea and you’re nowhere to be found.
Sad. Because if only. If only these events in my heads came out real instead of a dream. I know it’d be the best ever.
Happy. Because they come in all kinds. Strawberry, peach, mango and sometimes, green peas. But the strawberry ones are the best kinds.
Hurt. Because of the injection and how it can’t fix by itself and I want you too.
Loopy. Because of the massive painkillers and popping sounds I heard this morning.
Embarassed. I spilt juice all over my pants.
Funny. Because I actually set up a date this week to lose it and I can’t stop laughing thinking about it.
Excited. Because I got a surprise in store for you.
Hungry. Because antibiotics can be such a bitch.
Disappointed. Because your Sunday was ruined unnecessarily.