What you may not know...

When I was a small child you were always there to comfort me, talk with me, hold me, and dry my tears. You used to sing to me when I was very upset from other children making fun of me or treating me really badly or had a particularly bad day with my abusive alcoholic father. You kept me going, you kept me from killing myself, you essentially kept me alive and gave me a reason to live. Our hearts beat as one. Our souls are mingled and entwined. We are twins. I love you for what you have done for me and how you have healed me. I love you for who you really are on the inside. I have waited for a long time for you since the promise we made to each other when I was 16 years old. I still wait and will wait. I love you, forever.

What You Mean To Me

I never rejected you in Cleveland. I would never do that. I never heard what you said, and then your attention was taken away by someone else. I only heard you telling him to fuck off, I did not hear the rest of what you had said. I’m sorry that we did not stay. I wanted to but when I saw the chicks that were picked and lead to the back area it made me sick so I had to leave. I assumed you would be too busy with them to bother with me.

Did you see my hair? I dyed my Mohawk a bright red. It looked pretty cool!

Did you see my poem? It was called “Bid My Lover To Thee”. Its in your book.

I love you and do want you, please never think that I do not.