Friday, March 9, 2012

day 230

I don't understand why people don't correct my mistakes

I would like to hope that if I ever
spell a heartache incorrectly,
a friend would be there to underline it in red ink
Tell me
this is just a minor mistake
You'll learn.

But instead
I always find myself
learning I am wrong
on my own time.
When no one is left to burn my fuel
I would like to hope that
I will still be there.

You know,
for myself.

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