| March 11, 2012
It is Sunday morning and I get off at 6am from restaurant. I wrote the above poem on Facebook, because it was how I was feeling. I know you did love me and that you were in love with me.
I have become hardened and pushed everyone away. If the one person I truly loved, who made me feel alive, could walk away and not even text me then I must be trash. I even prayed today that my life be different and asked God, Spirit whatever higher being there is,
“Why did you give me this life just to be a laughing stock? Please forgive me for failing you, dearest Danielle. I only wanted to love you. I thought you wanted the same. You understood me. You even told me that you would protect me.
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