Hey there Chele. Someone I thought was close to us took me the wrong way and has now disowned us. It’s funny how one incident can create so much hatred in those who call themselves Christians. I know you would be sad about this one. I meant no harm. I meant to protect you and in turn I was left alone – again.
No questions, just silence. No love. Emptiness. They do not know how I feel, and it is obvious they do not care. I wish you were here to comfort me. Hold me. Tell me I had good intentions. How I will forever miss you. I sit now alone, all alone. I get a 30-minute phone call a few times a week from friends and maybe a family member or 2. I heard from more people when you were alive. I guess that’s because people cared about you, not me. I get that. I cared more about you too. I learned this is something called unrequited love. I had unrequited love for you. You inspire me still, keep me learning and striving to be a better man.
I miss my Ladybug. I wish you were here with me now. Holding me, telling me it was going to be ok.
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