*sits pondering for a moment, pulls a cigarette from his pack and lights it taking a slow drag as he leans back and starts typing*
I have worried a great deal about you these last few days. I have felt you withdrawing in an attempt to insulate and protect yourself from a future that you fear will rush down upon you all too soon.
Her choices are her own, And no comfort will there be in that knowledge.
What she goes through, she must. For herself. If ever there is to be an end to her pain, she must find it.
You do your best for her, that is your comfort. Do not wreck yourself to save another from themselves and their choices. For should you choose to harm yourself to save her, what will you do when another you love needs some help and you find you have none left to give?
*slaps the poet and tells him to shut up*
Butterfly, you know I love the Brit. She was always important to you and that made her important to me. I truly believe that she made need to fall flat on her face to learn to wake up. She's living in a false world. And she is not your problem.
For that matter she is dragging you down. You hurt more and more when you are all stressed out, and that's no good for YOU. So relax sweetheart. Calm yourself and find that center of yours.
You are one of the sweetest and most caring people I have ever known. Why do you think I love you so much?
I may be far away, I may be with someone else, but there is always that part of me that is with you, that is there for you, that LOVES you. So you are never really alone.
So many times you have been the strength that kept me moving and helped me through. If you let me, perhaps I can be that for you.
*sits thinking again, his fingers drumming on the keyboard*
I'm here if you need me Kelly. ALWAYS. Mother bless you dearheart.
I have worried a great deal about you these last few days. I have felt you withdrawing in an attempt to insulate and protect yourself from a future that you fear will rush down upon you all too soon.
Her choices are her own, And no comfort will there be in that knowledge.
What she goes through, she must. For herself. If ever there is to be an end to her pain, she must find it.
You do your best for her, that is your comfort. Do not wreck yourself to save another from themselves and their choices. For should you choose to harm yourself to save her, what will you do when another you love needs some help and you find you have none left to give?
*slaps the poet and tells him to shut up*
Butterfly, you know I love the Brit. She was always important to you and that made her important to me. I truly believe that she made need to fall flat on her face to learn to wake up. She's living in a false world. And she is not your problem.
For that matter she is dragging you down. You hurt more and more when you are all stressed out, and that's no good for YOU. So relax sweetheart. Calm yourself and find that center of yours.
You are one of the sweetest and most caring people I have ever known. Why do you think I love you so much?
I may be far away, I may be with someone else, but there is always that part of me that is with you, that is there for you, that LOVES you. So you are never really alone.
So many times you have been the strength that kept me moving and helped me through. If you let me, perhaps I can be that for you.
*sits thinking again, his fingers drumming on the keyboard*
I'm here if you need me Kelly. ALWAYS. Mother bless you dearheart.
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