paroles de chanson Unopened Letter - September Stories
And
dear
love
This
is
the
fifth
time
that
I've
written
you
today
Or
maybe
the
sixth,
after
three
they
tend
to
all
start
to
blend
together
Regardless
of
the
number,
the
meaning
still
remains
The
ink
that
I've
split
onto
this
sheet
is
stained
with
the
guilt
you
carried
From
the
first
week
of
knowing
you
Even
those
first
few
words
that
you
uttered
out
of
that
entrancing
mouth
of
yours
I
took
too
far
to
heart
But
the
realization
that
they
had
steadily
become
rotten
was
far
more
than
withstandable
No...
Convincing
myself
that
what
I
took
for
real
was
just
a
twisted
illusion
And
that
your
words
could
be
held
with
some
sense
of
meaning...
Was
far
easier
to
withstand
You
see,
I
just
wanted
to
act
like
I
had
a
perfect
life,
like
we
were
perfect,
like
nothing
else
in
the
world
could
be
anymore
perfect
But
I
guess
I'll
never
get
that
And
maybe
it
was
my
illusion
of
perfection
Or
how
that
word
was
engraved
in
my
brain
every
time
you'd
look
at
me
with
that
relentless
stare
That
haunting,
creeping
stare
that
I
so
loathed
But
I
didn't
loathe
it
enough
to
not
let
it
ensnare
me
Though
I
knew
of
the
branches'
thorns
I
let
it
wrap
itself
around
me
Drawing
blood
with
every
inch
that
it
covered
With
every
limb
that
it
captured
and
claimed
its
own
I
let
it
creep
and
crawl
its
way
around
me
Until
I
had
nothing
left
to
call
my
own
Which
made
the
cutting
of
the
branches
that
much
harder
Pieces
of
me
trapped
between
the
thorns
Tearing
apart
and
leaving
the
hollow
being
that
I
like
to
call
a
body
Cause
that's
all
that
was
left
It's
like
the
lights
were
on
and
the
water
was
running
But
I
couldn't
have
been
any
further
gone
Scared,
scraped,
and
just
remnants
of
what
I
once
was
Left
to
rot
and
wither
as
the
branches
claimed
what
they
thought
rightfully
there's
Moving
on
to
the
next
with
no
less
sympathy
than
the
last
For
months
I
tried
to
hate,
tried
to
resent,
tried
to
forget
But
I
end
up
laughing
instead
I
know
that
you're
the
last
person
I
should
want
to
see,
but
it's
just
not
that
way
to
me
Because
every
time
I
look
at
the
scars
you
left
covering
the
undersides
of
my
arms
I
only
see
the
beauty
that
once
was
I
only
see
the
times
we
enjoyed,
and
not
the
times
that
we
regret
The
times
you
left
me
star
struck
and
teary
eyed
and
not
broken
and
alone
Please
God
I
just
wish
you
had
poured
meaning
into
the
word
we
call
"love"
Made
it
more
than
a
word,
at
least
that's
how
it
was
to
me
Even
after
I've
picked
out
every
last
thorn
that's
dug
itself
neck
deep
into
my
skin
I
can't
toss
them
into
the
flames
like
every
photo
from
when
I
once
knew
you
Because
the
pain
it
reminds
me
I
wish
I'd
known
what
you
had
wanted
Wanted
all
along
Thought
you
wanted
me,
my
heart
on
my
sleeve
I
had
thought
wrong
I
wish
I'd
known
what
you
had
wanted
Wanted
all
along
Though
you
wanted
me,
my
heart
on
my
sleeve
I
had
thought
wrong
I
wish
I'd
known
what
you
had
wanted
Wanted
all
along
Thought
you
wanted
me,
my
heart
on
my
sleeve
I
had
thought
wrong
I
wish
I'd
known
what
you
had
wanted
Wanted
all
along
Thought
you
wanted
me,
my
heart
on
my
sleeve
I
had
thought
wrong
I
wish
I'd
known
what
you
had
wanted
Wanted
all
along
Thought
you
wanted
me,
my
heart
on
my
sleeve
I
had
thought
wrong
I
wish
I'd
known
what
you
had
wanted
Wanted
all
along
Thought
you
wanted
me,
my
heart
on
my
sleeve
I
had
thought
wrong
I
Wish
I
knew.
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