• Hey You!

    by  • August 5, 2010 • Hope, Love - Pure and Simple, Miss You, Yearning for You • 0 Comments

    Dear Humphrey Bogart,

    I never thought that I’d find someone I was so compatible with. And I’m only 18. I didn’t think it after I dealt with my drunk father for years. I didn’t think it when I was taken advantage of by older men. Twice. I certainly wasn’t thinking it when I was date-raped. Or a month later when I was forced into an abortion that still gives me hell. But then I really thought about you. You were an anomaly. You had stayed. When everyone else had gone. When even my own family wasn’t listening anymore. And then you surprised me. You knew all along, but it took me months to realize I was in love with you. That glow I’d get when just thinking of you. You’re not with me right now…but we’ve only got eight days kid. Then (hopefully) it’s forever. I love you and I miss you. Come get me soon, Wanderer.

    Love,
    Me.

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