Adieu Adieu- *Work in Progress to be edited.

Dear Mr. BitterSweet,

Im sure there was one point in all of this,

where the words that spewed out of your mouth weren't complete cow fecal matter.

It scares me how quickly you were able to persuade me this was possible.

There is a spot in my heart that is still trying to convince myself that this is all part of it

and that some how things will return to being cool again.

You tell me not to worry and that you need time,

part of me believed you.

I'm afraid that a spec always will.

I dreamt about you last night.

You were like you were,

and everything was fine,

you told me things wouldn't be how they are

that it was all a misconstruction.

It was a creation of my perfect version of you.

I woke up and nervously laughed

I knew today would be the day I would have to get over you.

So today I'll focus on the negative and forget what you said,

Avoid British television and that seven-piece Irish American Celtic punk band I love so much.

I wish you well and hope you find what you are looking for,

Sincerely,

Me