Keep the text messages that you've sent 


Just like to keep the blandness that you had 


The letter paper send forth fragrance 


Even they're only cold typing presswork 





Somehow you've left me alone 


No matter how hard you've loved before 


Wrote to you more than a thousand times


Let the words acoompany when  you miss





Hurted myself while was using the oven 


A little burn on interior the left fore finger


Putting ice cube on then tasting the ache


This passed love have undoubtedly left a mark

            Catlike Cathy

11th March 2008