This thread needs love...
Dear Joan,
I've almost forgotten the pane in the window, the blue dress in the doorway. Dear Joan, help me remember the face I forget and the traps that I've sprung. I guess I've grown tired it's just what's expected of me, to turn your heart from the inside to the outside. You know I was wired, I just couldn't help it the hundred thousand times I hurt you. Dear Joan, I wanted to say that I'm sorry for the screaming last night and the nights before. I've wanted more from this than anything I've ever known. Dear Joan, your face has a brightness that I've never seen in the years that I've known you. Dear Joan, I'd pick up the pieces, some scattered too far. You see they flew when I kicked them. I know you believed me when i said it was over, you stood by me patiently waiting and brooding. So deeply in love with every face that I've shown. Dear Joan, I wanted to say that I'm sorry for the screaming last night and the nights before. I've wanted more from this than anything I've ever known. Once I forget, twice I'm a fool, three times I wrap my hands around your neck while you're sleeping. You're quietly sleeping. Sleeping and dreaming. Dear Joan, don't walk out the doorway. Because if you do, I believe I could honestly kill you. Dear Joan, I wanted to say that I'm sorry for the screaming last night and the nights before. I've wanted more from this than anything I've ever known.