don’t mail it
I will write this note so I can see the words in my head in front of me
I see your memory is starting to slip…………….I suppose if I were kind i would just let it go, but it pisses me off what you think you know and what really happened
so time rearranged the slides in your head and maybe it will do the same for me
but reality is what it is and your recollection is a far cry from fact
so I set the record straight and irritated you and it didn’t set well with me either
being right wasn’t the point but it came off like that
so is that how it goes……………….we grow older and rewrite the memories to our liking
doesn’t sound good to me…………………………I pray that I will have the wit and courage to let my recollection match reality
dear God, getting older doesn’t bother, being old does