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.