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The Thoughts that Followed

Remember me as I was
Not as I am.

For I know the man who lays in my bed,
No more than the boy who sung sweet melodies into the night wind.

How did this tangle spiral?

It is love,
I�m sure.

I loved you.

More than I should have.

So I buried the boy with the soft eyes,
But you looked for him.

So I tried to bury you too.

It was for your own good.

It was for my own good.

Remember me as I was,
Not as I tried to be.

I told myself the ends would glimmer like stars,

But we only flicker.

My mind cannot let you go,
Even as I begged it to.

I hope I can make you hate me,
Because I cannot find a way to burn up quick enough.

I love you

Oh dear..

What a mess I�ve made.