The summer without you...
Or I guess I should start on the winter without you. January 25th was the last time I saw you in person. Last summer was one of the best summers of my life. I thought I found the love of my life, i thought I found the person I was going to marry. But to my dismay you were dealing with issues that I didn’t know how to understand at the time. I tried to understand but I couldn’t fully grasp what you lost, and I’m truly sorry that happened to you. I’m sure she would have been a great wife and mother. I think to myself sometimes if only I could be as good as she once was the maybe, just maybe you would come around a little more. Then the time came when I moved downtown and you went and worked with him. I don’t know and I never will know what exactly happened in that situation. Over the past seven months I’ve gone through hell and back and were you there for a moment of it? No. You always had some excuse or reason as to why you couldn’t come be with me or just simply to support me. You say you want to marry me and have kids but as the saying goes, actions speak louder than words. I do truly love you and hope that you can change, move here & get an apartment for us. Sadly until then I’ll be waiting on you but your time is limited because I can’t wait forever.
