It worries me this kind of thing
How you hope to live alone
And occupy your waking hours
We're taking sides again
I just wept I couldn't understand
Why you started this again
Every day you send me more
What makes it worse is this
plan of yours
To ensure I don't forget
I'd write and tell you that I've
burnt them all
But you
never send me your address
And I've kept them anyway
So don't
ask me if I think it's true
That communication can bring hope to those
Who have gone their separate ways
It hardly
touched me when it should have then
And memories are uncertain friends
When recalled by messages
Coded messages always
hurt
Letters
Messages poision