March 10, 2012:
It is twelve midnight going to Saturday. I am not going to text you for three days. You did not respond at all this week to me. I admit that made me sad. There was a time that you would respond instantly to me. All I can do is leave it in the hands of fate.
You thought you were doing the right thing. I apologize however you were wrong. YOU, YOU DANIELLE, begged and made me promise to never give up on you or leave you behind. You even cried in my own bed as you were holding me that you never wanted to leave me. That when we made love you called me your wife, your one and only.
I know that I promised to be your rock however I am falling apart.
OMG OMG…I just read your status and you had just listened to three songs on Facebook. I told my server Danny.
“There is hope. She still believes in me” I said.
Danny looked at me with these eyes of hers.
“You’ve treated her like a goddess, why wouldn’t she still love you?”
I chuckled and then with sad eyes I said,
“Because of what I went through people judge me. I am sorry that I don’t know things like what to do on holidays. Or that I don’t know how to read children’s stories. I only know how to love.”
Danny looked at me,
“You should never be rejected. She is lucky. You worked over 100 hours one week to come up with the down payment on your car so she could have your car.”
The songs you listened to were:
I am a believer*
Daydream believer*
Somebody to love*
Bohemian Rhapsody.
Yes you still believe in love. You know that I am watching your Facebook as I know that you are watching mine. That rocks. I am going to send you a text. And it will read this infamous line from Wind Beneath My wings.
“Did you ever know that you were my hero?
And everything that I wanted to be.
I can fly higher than an eagle
‘Cause you’re the wind beneath my wings.
May you have a great day at work and a great evening. I hope you are well, know that I am here for you, no matter what. I love you, Kat.”
I sent you this text, in hopes that you would smile. You have not responded to me since March 3rd, 2012. I will try and call you at 9:30 pm for that is when your send your children to bed. Maybe I can reach you. It’s not that I am trying to bug you. I wrote you a poem.
MISTS
The rain is misting. I think of you.
Though I know not what is going through your head and heart,
I only wish the best for you,
There was a time that we flew together as eagles
And I was flying with you.
I know you did what you thought best,
However if you only knew how much I missed you,
I understand that you were trying to ignore your heart,
Yet I cannot understand why you threw me away,
I was what you wished for,
I try and hide my sadness and I cannot
They say I have changed,
That I am not the same without you
Danny said that through me she realized
What she did with her true love,
She sees with my eyes how I have become.
I do not know what to think regarding this situation. So I wrote another poem:
People don’t see how in the shadows we hide
When we do step in the light they look upon us
As thought we don’t belong because we are different
We speak, they laugh,
We do well and they take a stick and break our bones,
When we do talk, they walk because they say,
Who would listen to you and or want you
Their laughter becomes our poison,
Perhaps if they walked in my shoes
They would understand
We are the lost voices of time
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