Last Blog About You

I almost had you, but I guess that doesn't cut it. Almost loved you, I almost wished you would've loved me, too. SIKE. I'm so over it. I love you, I forgive you, please forgive me. But you know I still got your back like chiroprac-tic. I now understand why you do the things you do, say the things you say, react the way you react. You have a heart of stone that I don't have the ability to soften. I'm praying for you. I wish you'd just let go of all that burdens you. You don't know how amazing it will feel to just let go of everything. The day that you do though, you owe me dinner and a movie. Let's just leave it at that. Peace out for now, homie.