I am still missing you. Still waiting for you to open the door and say something. I am so hateful and so angry all the time. I just can't find the good in anything. I can't find the right balance to anything either. This is supposed to be our time NOW. Haven't we suffered enough? What did I do so wrong that you could be ripped away from me and my heart ripped from my chest. I still can't take a deep breath and I want so much just to see you again and to say I love you.
Where are you? What are you doing? Are you happy? Do you miss me too? Do you need anything? Is there something I can do for you? I know I was annoyed by these liitle things before and I would give anything to hear you just say "Hon, can you go get me a frap and cigs?"
I remembered that 'Stones song I liked and downloaded it if you can believe it. I listen to it and think why couldn't this happen to those other assholes we know instead of us? Haven't I made up for all the stupid things I did when I was 20?
I used to have faith that when it was my time to leave this place I would see all those other people that were taken from me and looked forward to that. Now I don't know if I believe that anymore. Maybe if I still did and knew I would see you soon I could find some peace.
I love you! I know it means little now but I always did. I hope you can forgive me and still love me.
