The note on the car
So there was a note on my car when I left work yesterday, part of it makes me believe it was support to be one of my friends giving me holiday cheer until I read it. Its pretentious but cheerful. You’ll see.
The note as follows:
Beauty for a beautiful but troubled heart….
…a confused but wandering mind….
…playing with bruised adoring hearts….
…unable to stay true to your own….
… take comfort in knowing you are loved…
it was from an anonymous person.
All though thats nice… who ever you are. Fuck you. I don’t play with peoples hearts. I know I am loved, and if i might have been confused at one time, i am not. I know exactly what I want, and its not you, its not anyone. So whoever you are. Talk to me about it like an adult, or go fuck yourself.
“Awww your a poor little lamb, let me protect you. Pssh.” -A
Only In My Dreams
I gaze into the starry abyss of the shadowy sky, And in its beauty,
I have not seen something to compare
Accept in my dreams,
How is it, for someone of my nature to show love,
How hard is it to grasp that love is my nature but I can not show,
Only in my dreams,
Have I seen such eyes that defy the fullest eclipse,
Only in my dreams,
Taste the lips that are to make a rose quiver in jealousy,
Only in my dreams,
My only fear is that I wake,
For it is my nature to love
But hard to show that love is my nature
Only in my dreams,