The last love letter

I have a line of notes
lying about time
lying about the things we have left behind
I had dozens of wasted energy
but precious memories put us in this line
I hated the way I hated myself
but it wasn't my fault you'd already left
I had no space to provide
how painfull pain was when it just had to hide
I wish I had a chance to right the chances I blew
I love you
guess you'd already knew

ashraf ishak
8:22 PM
9TH April 07'
Subang Jaya

"The only way to be a great poet is to experience life" 

- Gary; Ex KDU lecturer and friend