writing at work instead of working

Wake up breathless, trying to pinpoint the moment when this became regularity
Remember that picture Mom had framed of us in the hallway just after a fight smile for the camera
Worth a thousand words but which are the right ones
to me it’s always you fucked up you fucked up you fucked up a thousand times over count them out carefully
Tangled up in my heart my dear you are [sic] it’s not a matter of me giving you my heart, that’s cliché and inaccurate. No, no my darling, you’re all in here, pieces of you in here not the other way around, not pieces of me given away and thrown away, no no
I lost bits here and there

Wake up gasping and wonder where it all went downhill

I hope you remember me in the dark moments of your life
strikethrough
I hope one day you understand why I
I hope you can forgi
In the dark moments in your life think about
I hope you know you’re gorgeous. There’s your punctuation.
And in the dark moments of your life remember that I fell in love with you.
this is what I mean to write. Remember I fell in love with you.
and every thing i ever said to you and every thing i ever did for you and every look i ever gave to you could be translated i love you i love you i love you
isn't that fucking noble
give me a goddamn prize why don't you

Wake up wishing for anything but, smoker’s cough honey, not long now.

sin
sin
sin