Pity you left so quickly
Your writing touches my heart
(which scares me)
I feel drawn to you
I'd love to talk about hundreds things to you
(which scares shit out of me)
Luckily you left quickly
So I have the same comfort as the whore who was fucked and spooned at night, seen to the door in the morning and then thrown out
(comfort hurts sometimes)
My conditions can remain a secret though
So calm down, Marti, calm down
But it's you I want to approach
and find out about
Well, at least I can read and you can write
Blog entries don't just disappear into the night
Only my support to you there may not arrive
and my fears will still be here to fight
Oh never mind
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