OpenGuyJon

Maybe,     she doesn't          want to               love me Anymore.

I don't think she'd understood what I meant, when I said Those three words.      Sometimes..      neither did I. I remember being in the hospital a lot.      My brother      would bring my laptop I'd try to hide the fact I was in care. But somehow..      she'd           always                find               

I don't think she ever believed her name to be an endearing one. And, I doubt she thought, considered, understood... How I felt about her. But that's fine. I kind of want her to walk away. Freedom in hand.      These words, might, on a later date, impact a life.      Or two.      I can't be sure how many.      It's not important. I remember the morning it happened. It was not a quiet affair.      "Jon! There's this girl-"      and it went from there... First, it was a few steps to

Are we all just children Pretending we never grew up? Perhaps... but what if Life tells us to become Everything we loved turned from Simple to complex, a new day bearing new fruit.