Excuses

Your letters are full of meaningless words

Your neglect resonates in my stomach as slight twisting

Your studied story sounds nearly spontaneous

Your subject almost shows you care

But not quite

not enough

too convenient

Too little too late

Spare me the speech about enlightenment

The one that assures you you don’t know what will happen

I never searched in you for happiness

There was nothing you took I want back

And for that, I thank you.

Give me no excuses

You didn’t need them then

You don’t now

Give me no excuses.

When you were going

I was coming back.

© 2007 tuttysan