Not dereliction bestowed upon me...
But dereliction that I bestowed upon another.
I feel as if I've failed.
Guilty, in a sense.
Although my heart yearns to feel unruly exuberance, I feel obliged to feel otherwise.
A selecting obligation. VERY selecting.
Yet still the emotion.
I can't help laugh to myself, as I anticipate the one I dreaded would read and comprehend this would indeed fulfill my consternation.
If the one is... I cannot possibly explain how sorry I am.
Not for my writing - for the events you've overcome. And are overcoming.
I'm left speechless.
But I want you to know... When you feel pain, I do aswell.
It troubles me in the night, creeping into my thoughts and dreams. Even possessing(lol) my unconsiousness.
I will remain heavyhearted, until you genuinly smile again.
But dereliction that I bestowed upon another.
I feel as if I've failed.
Guilty, in a sense.
Although my heart yearns to feel unruly exuberance, I feel obliged to feel otherwise.
A selecting obligation. VERY selecting.
Yet still the emotion.
I can't help laugh to myself, as I anticipate the one I dreaded would read and comprehend this would indeed fulfill my consternation.
If the one is... I cannot possibly explain how sorry I am.
Not for my writing - for the events you've overcome. And are overcoming.
I'm left speechless.
But I want you to know... When you feel pain, I do aswell.
It troubles me in the night, creeping into my thoughts and dreams. Even possessing(lol) my unconsiousness.
I will remain heavyhearted, until you genuinly smile again.
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