I’m eating my own sh*t here. I know I tried to force you out of home and out of my heart because it was easier that way, but I just can’t let you go.

Tears streamed down my face.

I wanted you for money, I needed you for a home, but I didn’t expect to actually love you.

Please don’t go.

If you don’t turn around, I will wait, In my car forever until it dies and I’m on the streets. It’s never the last song sung for us.

He asked me how does he know I won’t just run off to some other man, as if I had one on the back burner all along.

I told him, “The second you get lonely, I’ll come running, I may be 3000miles across the county trying to quit you, but I’ll make sure to be there safely by your side.”