I'm just the other person.

I was hungry and thirsty but i couldn't go out.
I was in ill-fitting fugly clothes.
I was walking on shoes too big for me.
I had to wear all these and walk a big round before i could get out.
I had to find a neighbour to borrow charger so that i could call to get a lift home.
I was holding on to the promise you made.
I was waiting.
I was wrong.
I was pissed but then disappointment came and finally the pain settled in. I had a lot "whys" in me but shouldn't you be the one who's apologetic? I wished i had an explanation. Maybe, someday. But will it be out of apologetic feelings or because you need to get your stuff back?

I wished i were a computer and make that a mac. Then i could drag and drop everything i want from my memory without leaving any little bits of remnants. Or is it that i want to belong to?

I should be excited but now i just feel f-up.

and so she ponders, wishes & scribbles
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