Thank You.

Thank you for being the one. Thank you for rejecting my advances. I get the urge to pick up the phone and scream obscenities into it.
Things like " I love you" "I wanna grow old with you", "I miss you".

One day, I will walk into my tomb, close the doors behind me. Load the chamber with you, and pull the trigger untill every bit of you has ravaged my body.

I will lay on the slab, bleeding,laughing.
Long after my last breath the wounds will heal and my body will decompose.
Thank you for being the one.

VoLk 2003, Los Feliz, CA