Marleen

its two in the morning and im waiting for your phone call. im a sucker for love. thats all. 

i am the abandoned puppers. i was loved and did not foresee the moment you would sit me in the car and kick me out of it at high speed. i was near death while being lost. 

and i respect myself but somehow, i allow you to come back in. like you tell me to fuck off because you're hurt and frustrated but want me to love you and care for you when you are lonely and in need of a friend. i am not a motel 6. you can not come by when you want.

like man, I gave you all my love and even then, it's all about you. i am so very sorry I made myself the "victim" even though you never verbally said that. i just feel that i kept your fears and pain in mind when telling you how i felt. i am sorry i did not tell you your truths and made you feel pain even after i apologized for them, like you did. 

im hurt by the way i can give so much kindness to a person but somehow they can not give me some of it back. 

Think I'm going to write a draft for a new story since the last one was ewww.