I sit all alone, face cupped in my hand, tears roll down my eyes no one to wipe them away. No one to hold me, no one to say it will be all right. I have been nothing but a good and honest person, stood by you when you needed support, held your hand when no one would, nursed you when you were sick, never complained but just loved and loved you. What have I done wrong, where did I go wrong, help make me understand..
You did things that were beyond my imagination, things that I was scared of. You treated me like someone, someone I wasn’t. I was my own self but you never seemed to care.
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Beautiful and soulful. keep writing