The letter
The five page letter from my heart that you did not even want to read. It sits crumpled and wet in the trash can. Covered in my stomach bile. This sickness that won't leave. I vomited all over the words that I vomited on that paper. What a fitting end to this whole charade. I look into my eyes and I don't see the green anymore. They are yellow and lost. I just want to be in love with you for one more night.