She'd write me letters on colored paper.
She'd seal the envelopes with a kiss.
the words she meant such a short while ago,
words that she still meant, I'd wish.

I sent back all the letters to her,
so I could get on living the lessons I learned,
attached a note with her name on top,
only took 2 years to get the last word.

You're crying a lot and you don't know why,
So this, darling, is the point you've missed,
Hurting you is the last thing I ever wanted to do,
but it was still on my list.
Last edited by JustRooster at Jan 7, 2012,