#dreff

     My behavioral probation is ending this friday and I wanted to use my first pass out all night to do something special with you, but I don't know if you'll come out of your sadness, out of your hidey hole. I feel lost without you Andreas. You know this is the twentieth letter I've attempted the write. The one that doesn't say I'm lost without you every other sentence. I have successfully gained back another five pounds. I think they're going to release me from therapy and the food nutritionist person; At least that's what my mother says and she's a born liar, she's a bloody politician. Anyway, Oreo misses you too. I got scratch marks to prove it! I want you in my arms soon, like real soon I don't care if I have to hire Hunter, Sebastian, and Anthony to blindfold and cuff you and carry you out to herbie with a bag for the weekend to kidnap you so I can get my snuggles. 

     I thought you would notice me the other day, speaking of any kind of affection, I saw you at basketball practice. I just sat there waiting for you to get done and acknowledge me, but you never looked up into the bleachers even after your friends noticed me. It's like your running on auto pilot it's scaring me. I want to help you Andreas, tell me how to help you how to make this better for the both of us. I told you when you got the results that I'm here 110%, but you have to let me be there. I get getting random text from you like you want to try to talk to me, but you never respond back. I'm not leaving you Andreas, I vowed that then and I vow now not leaving. I don't care if your terminal, I'm by your side through this all. Just come back to reality, to me, to this whatever we are, be my valentine again the charming gold boy that I'm falling for. 

                                             Come back to me