Wednesday, December 17, 2008

A Letter From An Unexpected Friend

Dear Jon,
I'm comfort.  I'm strength.  I'm friendship.  I'll help you in ANY situation.  I'll make all of it easier.  I'll make it all go away.  I'm happiness.  I'm love.  I'm here.  I'm now.  I'll never let go of you.  I'll make you feel good.  I'll make you look good.  Isn't that what you always wanted?  Face it ... I'm your life.  I'm here 'til the end.  Everywhere you turn, you'll find me.  Everyone you run to, you'll see me with them.  I'll take all of your anger and throw it away.  I'll take all of your bitterness and throw it all away.  But most of all, I'm not her.

Sincerely,
Al



Dear Al,
I don't want your comfort.  I don't want your strength.  I don't want your your friendship.  I don't want your help.  I don't want to make all of it easier.  I don't want to make it all go away.  I don't want your happiness.  I don't want your love.  I don't want here.  I don't want now.  I don't want you to hold on to me.  I don't want to feel good.  I don't want to look good.  That's not what I have always wanted.  Face it ... You're not my life.  I don't want you here 'til the end.  I don't want to find you anywhere.  I don't want to see you with anyone.  I don't want you to take all of my anger and throw it away.  I don't want you to take my bitterness and throw it away.  But what I do want most of all ... is her

Regretfully,
Jon

1 comment:

Jenna. said...

Every time you take a swig I wonder if the thought of me has left your mind.