Sorting Through the Clutter If you somehow were able to unearth my diary amidst the clutter of my room, then you would probably find something like this...
Monday, May 16, 2005
On December 8th, you asked if I would be willing to give you my heart.
On March 12th, I decided to trust you and gingerly, I placed it in your hands.
On May 14th, you hurt it so much. I feared you would break it, so I snatched it back.
It's bruised and shaken up. I don't know when or if I'll ever be ready to give it back to you. I'm scared.
//jenn
//mcmaster university alumni
//laughs at corny jokes
//frowns at rude drivers
//lover of life, vintage clothing, and african daisies
//hater of ignorance, apathy, and spiders
