smotherman
Ass-phyxiation
- Joined
- May 7, 2005
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Dear litster,
Where did you disappear off to?
Confused litster.
Dear Litster,
You dropped into my life almost three years ago. You've always been there when I've needed to talk and the good Lord knew I needed you now ... and the phone rang ... and it was you. Thank you for being my friend.
Dear Non-Litster,
I needed tonight. I need tomorrow. It's time, and I know that now. The laughs, the middle-of-the-night pick ups, the time away, the movies, the pork chops and mashes potatoes and cheesy rice, the songs, your voice, the hiding out, the quick trips to meet you here or there, the car stereo, the long trips, the pregnancy, the arrest, the miscarriage, the magic fingers, the smiles, the shopping for new sheets, the necklace, the first night we met and argued over cologne, the first time when it "didn't work," the drop-bys at the job, the nights out drinking, the church songs, our song, the thirteen page letter, your crazy ex, the phone calls, the scheming, your first cell, the phone bills, your touch, your smile, your laugh, the way you slouch, the flowers that will last forever, the flag over the interstate, laughing with kidlet, your boys, the stereo.
The arguments, the dispatcher calling, your nights out, her, breaking the window, your cousin stepping between us, wanting more time, needing more time, hating you for what you did.
The apology, the love in your voice, the guilt you felt and expressed, my stubbornness, saying no, knowing I would fall in love all over again.
Her, the gun, the accusations, her craziness, the unseen, the unknown, the bullet.
Baby, I remember each and every day we had together and am finally ready to let go of the regrets. I'm coming to see you tomorrow, the place where you lie, and I know it's time to let go. I'll never forget, I'll never stop loving, I'll never stop smiling, but I have to let you go.
I love you. Forever.
Dear Snowbound Litster ...
Where the fuck is my snowman?
Signed,
Melting Litster
Dear Still Working On It
This cant be the way it goes.
Impatient Litster
