Myke wrote me a letter. It's about time.
The subject line was shockingly bitter and sad. "By now you must hate me." I replied, "I could NEVER hate you."
He went on to say that if i was a "vengeful wrathful person" I should be happy, as he has no guitar and won't have it till January 20th. I replied "I am a vengeful and wrathful woman, but no man deserves that. Especially you"
"Anyway, I'm glad to see that you've found real love. You deserve it."
[jealousy?]
Hope you have a great Holiday season...I'm sure you will.
[resignation?]
I'm gonna go drink some Japanese beer.
[Resignation. Bitterness. Drunk and alone on Christmas.]
Too little too late, my dear. And of course, you must finish with the line that can only be translated as, "i want to say it, oh but how to say it and hide my feelings simultaneously?"
Love ya,
Myke
My reply?
I love you too,
Lofn
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