3.5.09

is it me;
or will I never get the chance to spend your birthday with you.


sometimes I wonder if I had been really that simple,
foolish enough to be so wholly deceived by your fallacious promises

to think i bought your mock affection, our could-have-beens.



it had been quite, quite beautiful
but I never imagined it would end this way.
I never did





Wish upon a wishing well, take me away from this earthly hell.