I was too afraid to say these things to your face, and so, I wrote them down and sent them out into the world in hopes that maybe, just maybe, they would find you before it was too late.
"Rose, I'm too late, I waited too long," I said as I started to cry more, she wrapped her arms around me and was trying to calm my crying, "Shhh, sissy it's OK, I'm sorry sis, maybe it's not what it seems," She says, "Or maybe it is, he probably got tired of waiting on me and decided that I was a waste of his time," I said and wiped my face.