Tuesday, 7 June 2011

Quick note

Before I go to bed.

I just want to let you know (even though I may never see you again) that back then, that move you made would have pulled the right strings, had me angered in the palm of your hands.

How times have changed,
Looking no different than the last time we crossed paths.
Unresolved issues still clearly spewing within.

Apologies in advance, There is no battle here for you.
My ship sank with the goodbye we shared and indeed, Karma has payed its price.

Lesson learned.

Must say though, It felt good watching your husband singing my song.


All the best.