options. or a lack thereof.
2003-10-26.12:04 a.m.

i have nothing to say.

a t a l l.

you say your heart

is on your sleeve,

well then mine is as well.

on your sleeve, that is.

but not for long.

because i'm about to take it back.

not that i ever really

g a v e

it to you.

i can't sit and wait forever.

waiting never was my thing.

especially when i don't even know

what it is i am waiting for.

i know you better than you'd think,

just like i know her better

than you do.

i know us all better than we think.

(i'm a wallflower remember?)

(i've done my r e s e a r c h)

i know what it means when she says

n o.

just like i know what it means

when you bring her up

incessantly.

this isn't poetry.

or song lyrics.

so don't be confused by how

or why

i'm writing this,

or the context it is in.

ignore the surroundings

and the things you have

r e a d.

this isn't a movie, it isn't scripted.

so much time.so little to do.