neglect
so. i doubt anyone will read this due to the fact ive been gone and left this for so long. thats fine with me. i just need to write.
i came back. i came as soon as i read she was sick. i knew she had noone there anymore. i knew she needed me. the drive was long. but it was all worth it.
i came in through her door late last night. low and behold, my baby was lying in her bed. fitfully dreaming and stripped down to only underwear. the only reason i state that is because the reason for the lack of clothing was an intense fever. and yes, it was sexy as well but i was fucking pissed. do her parents expect her to get better by her damn self?? they neglected her completly. so i fixed her as best i could. a cold wet towel on the forehead and turned on her fan. the towel idea was from the movies. i honestly have no idea if it helped. i tried. she woke up once and said "ky." it broke my heart. she sounded so lost. so far gone. and i missed her. and then i layed down and wrapped my arms around her and sang. the singing must have scared her. im shit when it comes to singing. but i remember her singing to me when i was down. i remember how it saved me. so again, i tried. and she slept better.
so this morning her mom left for work. i fixed coops some toast. i figured that was all she could keep down. and we spent the morning and afternoon talking. and cuddling. and sleeping. i finally felt peace as i was lying there with my baby in my arms. i almost dont want to leave tomorrow. but shes getting better. shes smiling. she says i saved her. but all i did was take care of the girl i love when she needed me. who wouldnt do that?
ill leave as soon as shes stable. i dont want to. but i have work to get back to in florida.
so baby, if you read this know that i love you more than anything in the world. i will always be here to save you. always.
i came back. i came as soon as i read she was sick. i knew she had noone there anymore. i knew she needed me. the drive was long. but it was all worth it.
i came in through her door late last night. low and behold, my baby was lying in her bed. fitfully dreaming and stripped down to only underwear. the only reason i state that is because the reason for the lack of clothing was an intense fever. and yes, it was sexy as well but i was fucking pissed. do her parents expect her to get better by her damn self?? they neglected her completly. so i fixed her as best i could. a cold wet towel on the forehead and turned on her fan. the towel idea was from the movies. i honestly have no idea if it helped. i tried. she woke up once and said "ky." it broke my heart. she sounded so lost. so far gone. and i missed her. and then i layed down and wrapped my arms around her and sang. the singing must have scared her. im shit when it comes to singing. but i remember her singing to me when i was down. i remember how it saved me. so again, i tried. and she slept better.
so this morning her mom left for work. i fixed coops some toast. i figured that was all she could keep down. and we spent the morning and afternoon talking. and cuddling. and sleeping. i finally felt peace as i was lying there with my baby in my arms. i almost dont want to leave tomorrow. but shes getting better. shes smiling. she says i saved her. but all i did was take care of the girl i love when she needed me. who wouldnt do that?
ill leave as soon as shes stable. i dont want to. but i have work to get back to in florida.
so baby, if you read this know that i love you more than anything in the world. i will always be here to save you. always.