I know I'm not the prettiest, the smartest, the happiest but I know all of the right things. I know that your sides are ticklish and that the silliest things will make you smile. I know that you're self conscious about your stomach and that you like your hair messy and cute. I know that sometimes your eyes are green and sometimes they are blue. I know that you love candy and you love sweet and don't get me started on your cereals. You're goofy and really clumsy and one time you were playing football and your hands were all ate up by ants. And I know that you roll your ankle a lot. And I know how much you love your brother and your mom and dad, no matter how many times they've wronged you. I know you have courage and I know that you went up and asked for a smoke when I was too shy to even speak. I know that you love your guitar and I know you love music more than me. And I'm not saying any of that is wrong. You're perfect. I remember our fist date and how you treated me so well. Almost two years since that happened. You crawled into the space at Toys R Us and we sat and talked forever. You made me feel so beautiful and happy. Please..
I am selfish and I know that I hurt you a lot. I know that you're tired of hearing me cry; nothing I do is worth your time. I myself believe that I am a waste of space. I'm nothing special and you could find all of my goods in a person that doesn't have all of my bads. And I need you to do that. Because I can't take this any longer. I wish you the best of luck and I wish you a happy life, which I will be deprived from because of my own actions.
Please remember me. When I'm gone and you're no longer alone, remember me. I ask that you tell your children my tale and keep them satisfied, just as you have me. I can move on now, I think I've come up with the guts to do it..
xx Darci
