9/11/2010 is it wrong that on this day of all days i think of you? there are so many other things i should be thinking of, so many other places my heart and my head should be. most days that is true. and yet… nine years ago everything was turned on it's head and nothing has been the same since. with everyone's thoughts drawn to the obvious, i am left with this: nine years ago i was sitting with you, and in that i found safety. nine years ago i traded friendship for something more, a brief mistake with costly repercussions, and shame on me for still feeling it. next year is an even ten and then I AM DONE WITH THIS. i have wasted too much energy thinking about the other side of the coin. 3:18 p.m. - 2010-09-11 |
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