A Letter
A Letter


It was beautifully worded
And painfully read
The things he had written
He never had said...
His lies were my comfort,
But the truth I was owed
I so wanted to know it
Now I wish to not know...
It was beautifully worded
And painfully read
The things he had written
He never had said...
His lies were my comfort,
But the truth I was owed
I so wanted to know it
Now I wish to not know...