Been to Hell and back...
Fpr the last 2 weeks my baby was in the hospital.He had been really sick had 2 operations...I had no idea.....
HIs fucking mom and family lied to me I know that they dont appove of our realtionship but damn to take away what little happines your son has is fucking not even right...He called me on the 17 I was SO happy you dont even know to be with the one that you love its damn amazing....
He has aan accont on Quizilla and his quizs do really well.Ha...hell thats how we met...lol but anyway he worte this to me a poem hell one of many plus a handful of letters.I'm happy with James because the love and affection that I was looking for, I was looking in all the people yes they 'claimed' to have love or loved me but I feel now that they only pitty me cause of me life..but whatever.
Anyway here is the poem that he worte to me:
I sleep,
Alone, lost in the dark.
I wonder how many shivers are allowed,
allowed to travel down the human spine,
Because I suffer them at all times. In a hospital bed, gaining and losing weight,
the IV the only thing keeping you alive.
I wonder who watches me,
As I stare strait up at the ceiling
But there is only one who is here, I know.
I am alone, parents gone, family strangely absent from my side.
You had a visitor today the nurse tells me
With pity in her eyes,
But you were asleep
I nod; I know she is lying as she walks away slowly,
Looking back through the open door
I stare at the ceiling.
I bleed, every night,
Internal and out, but not in my mind.
My heart hurts and burns, as I wait for that one person to walk through that door.
Who do I wait for?
Who must come to set me free again?
Simply she
She.
The girl I love,
The one who heals me with her simple laugh.
But, she can not come,
And it is impossible for me to run away to her.
So I lay there, in that hospital bed,
looking at a TV that has no color accept grey and all whites.
And so the day comes, when they tell me I may leave.
My heart skips and I nearly feint,
The doctor worries, but I tell him I am fine.
I am going home.
Going home.
And maybe
Just maybe.
I can reach her,
Find her,
Touch her,
Taste her
But.
I think I will settle for just talking to her..
but merely for the time being
So my love my heart.
Till we talk again,
I will think of you,
holding you in my arms,
for all eternity
It is just something written for Ashley, or babikakes, if you prefer. Baby, I love you, and I am sorry....
- James Reyes Jr.
* quiet sobs *
May baby I love him he is my one and only my only one....
He is so used to being alone and lonly and it hurts him and me he like me surronded by so many people but yet still so alone.
I love you James you mean the world to me you are me everything and nuttin can will ever change that and nobody can take you away frome me...
HIs fucking mom and family lied to me I know that they dont appove of our realtionship but damn to take away what little happines your son has is fucking not even right...He called me on the 17 I was SO happy you dont even know to be with the one that you love its damn amazing....
He has aan accont on Quizilla and his quizs do really well.Ha...hell thats how we met...lol but anyway he worte this to me a poem hell one of many plus a handful of letters.I'm happy with James because the love and affection that I was looking for, I was looking in all the people yes they 'claimed' to have love or loved me but I feel now that they only pitty me cause of me life..but whatever.
Anyway here is the poem that he worte to me:
I sleep,
Alone, lost in the dark.
I wonder how many shivers are allowed,
allowed to travel down the human spine,
Because I suffer them at all times. In a hospital bed, gaining and losing weight,
the IV the only thing keeping you alive.
I wonder who watches me,
As I stare strait up at the ceiling
But there is only one who is here, I know.
I am alone, parents gone, family strangely absent from my side.
You had a visitor today the nurse tells me
With pity in her eyes,
But you were asleep
I nod; I know she is lying as she walks away slowly,
Looking back through the open door
I stare at the ceiling.
I bleed, every night,
Internal and out, but not in my mind.
My heart hurts and burns, as I wait for that one person to walk through that door.
Who do I wait for?
Who must come to set me free again?
Simply she
She.
The girl I love,
The one who heals me with her simple laugh.
But, she can not come,
And it is impossible for me to run away to her.
So I lay there, in that hospital bed,
looking at a TV that has no color accept grey and all whites.
And so the day comes, when they tell me I may leave.
My heart skips and I nearly feint,
The doctor worries, but I tell him I am fine.
I am going home.
Going home.
And maybe
Just maybe.
I can reach her,
Find her,
Touch her,
Taste her
But.
I think I will settle for just talking to her..
but merely for the time being
So my love my heart.
Till we talk again,
I will think of you,
holding you in my arms,
for all eternity
It is just something written for Ashley, or babikakes, if you prefer. Baby, I love you, and I am sorry....
- James Reyes Jr.
* quiet sobs *
May baby I love him he is my one and only my only one....
He is so used to being alone and lonly and it hurts him and me he like me surronded by so many people but yet still so alone.
I love you James you mean the world to me you are me everything and nuttin can will ever change that and nobody can take you away frome me...