Paper
8:47 p.m. - 2006-09-23

Paper
Carissa parker 1- 4-06

This paper napkin has your name
Scratched all over it
I don’t think things will ever be the same.
I don’t think the pieces will ever fit,

I knew it would be hard
but I didn’t think it’d be like this
I didn’t know I’d cry like this
it’s another hit and miss.

I must learn to let you go
no matter who else I love
I still want you to know
you were an blessing from above.

you are still a friend
I still love you
the relationship doesn’t have to end
I still love you, no matter what you do.

This paper napkin has ripped
from scratching so much
it’s what I resort to
since I can’t feel your touch.

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