This Is (Unfortunately)ME

7/2/2019

Doubting Myself Again And I Hope It Translates Into A Good Story Cuz I'm Thinking About Making This A Whole Book

She was so beautiful. Too beautiful to be sitting behind bars. I knew and so did she. But that isn't how this works.

This is reality.

And reality is that she was in maximum security jail, and would remain here for the next year and nine months. All because of a stupid choice she made that I really didn't want to discuss right now. All anyone needed to know was that she was , no is a good person.

A great person if you ask me, but people don't really ask me anything. Except her.

My love. My sun and moon. My girlfriend. The woman I want to marry someday. And also the woman I was holding down during her sentence because I would make sure we got our happy ending.

"What are you over there thinking about?" She asked doing that sexy head tilt and lip lick that I liked.

"You and how much I love you."

I wanted to cry. I just wanted to touch her for more than a minute. I just wanted her out of these cracked grey walls for more than the hour provided each day. I just wanted her home.

"Oh word? Please let me know how much you love me. Go into every little detail. I don't want you to leave anything out." She spoke smoothly and with confidence. She wore a smug smile on her face that I hated to admit I really liked.

I'm making this a book soon

I Cant Finish This Right Now And I Feel Like. Fucking Failure Because Of It. I Feel Like A Fucking Failure Just In General These Days. I Really Wanted To Write This But I Just Can't Now. I'll Try Again When I Don't Feel Like Drowning Myself.

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My New Wife^