All I want to do is talk with you all night. Why can't that happen? I remember saying that I could talk with you for hours and hours. Can't that happen? Look how long it has been. My heart hurts over it. They act like I am scum. I don't care what they think, but this has been beyond cruel.
Does she really figure you should live like a prisoner forever? Maybe you are no longer like that. I don't know. I know less than I did. If nothing else, please let me say hello.
I suppose I should just never expect anything nice to happen to me ever again. . I am nothing. Oh well. Be happy.
you are loved.
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