Sunday, November 14, 2010

dear sir,


an ode to fairytales. to crushes. to... past loves (sometimes).
to locking eyes, and starting coversations. to be lonely, and going through the motions.
to choosing not to.
an ode to those who try, and those who do not. to loving her more, to giving him your all.
an ode to choosing a career over children, to realizing what was meant for you and what was not.
to: not settling.
and continuing to run away, because deep down inside you know it is not meant for you, that he can make you smile and laugh, but never will make you truly happy.
and an apology... to hoping that time was not wasted, and if it was, at least it was well wasted.
to dinners, and soccer, and patience.
to smiles, and pictures. walks, benches, and painted toenails.
an ode, a toast, and a kiss.