Saturday, September 25, 2010

To whom I write, but could never say

I wish someone would tell you that your world was not everyone's universe.
I wish I could be the one to turn you away.
I wish you knew that one day, she will leave you and you will never find another like her.
She opens her heart to let you in, only to discover you are like a sponge with a disgusting need to absorb all of her with an unquenchable thirst.
You take her time.
You take her emotions.
You take her devotion.
You have broken her to believe that she is your sole key to survival.
I know better.
In the end, she will awake and you will be left to leech on another woman who you will rely on to fix you.
Fix yourself. Be a man.
You don't deserve her.

new york city