... as i was sayin ' ...
Good for you Mr. Michals :-)
For I am the doomed one.
While you got your proof.
I have none.
All my stories, and they are too many
they only exist in my world.
I have a memory that's kept only in my head
and in my heart lives one love unrequitted.
'couldn't even say my name
when he told a friend
"fuck you! who are you talking about!"
or something like that.
to him, i did not ever exist.
and all those times while we fuck
i was thinking he truly cared about me or us, may be
jusz may be.
So cheers to you Mr. Michals
when you get to heaven to meet God
you have a photograph to show.
I am left with Miss Altwood's, could be a blessing or a curse.
"I imagine him imagining me. This is my salvation."
(I still do.)
