8.25.2011

In all the years we've been friends,
this is the first year I missed.

Mostly intentionally.

I was going to sing you a song,
but I couldn't pick which one.

I was going to write you a poem,
but the words wouldn't work.

I tried to write you a letter,
but everything is meaningless.

I tried to call you,
but I don't know what to say.



I'm sorry I missed your birthday.