Hindsight
I thought of you the other day I pictured your face With that quizzical look I found so infuriating So impossible to tolerate And I found the letter I wrote you When you walked out When you broke my heart What I said was, "This is it That was the last The last fucking time I let anyone near" Thank God this wasn't true That I let people get near That I let them love me Let them hurt me Again and again and again Cause what other purpose Is there in living? Then I went on, "Why didn't I learn from past superficial Self assessed, critical drama?" Ah, we never do, do we? Perhaps nothing better can be said About the human race Though we maim and we kill We lie and we cheat and we steal That even though it nearly kills us Every time We pick ourselves up Dust ourselves off And fall right back down again I continued, "I wont let anyone in point-blank range I will develop long distance auto-defence mechanism to protect me well, whats left of this dying tree with pulled out roots" It really felt like that, didn't it? That I was a dying plant You were my water and You were refusing to give me What I needed To survive The letter ends, "I am heading down this road I know oh so well and I prey to Lord of all I never see you again" And as we both know I never did but As horrible as it was As badly as you broke my heart If the truth be told Somewhere in the back of my mind I always hoped I would see Your face With that maddening expression One more time A collaboration between ihebfehri.tumblr.com and maxmundan.tumblr.com. David wrote the framework and Iheb is responsible for the portions in quotation marks. © David Rutter & Iheb Fehri 2014 Visit me at http://www.maxmundan.com/