your silence speaks volumes
the words you didn't speak
inflicted it's pain already
no words uttered
yet i heard you
loud and clear
there is no reason for me to stay
i leave behind only my heart
everything else is already dead
Don't mind me bloggies. This very intense jibber jabber was brought to you courtesy of a few glasses of Malbec and lots of memories. Ah, nostalgia, the holidays, liquor and bad poetry. Good times.
Come back soon, I'll be sober (ish) and in a better mood. In the meantime, I want to hear all about everyone's Thanksgiving. Ready? Set? Go!