Sequoia
June 17th, 2001, 03:35 AM
gods and goddesses. . .
I write because my heart is in trouble. A dear dear friend of mine who I trusted and loved believes I lied, when I have told him and shown him that I didn't, and my other friends belive me. He was the last I would think that would turn and become cold and disbelieving, and I am breaking in two. I have nightmares every night where he is cold to me, where he ignores me and I'm set aside from my group. . .
I wish to ask.. . I want it to end. I want him to love me again, as the father figure I saw him as, as the friend he was to me, and so that I may trust him again and show how much I care about him again. I pray that he will understand me again, I need him in my life. . . Please, I pray that he understands, I pray that he comes around. I pray, I ask, that he would be as he was before.
May all dreams come true, may all past-loves meet, may all peace come. And may what happens be for the best.
~Puma Hime
Elizabeth Adams
I write because my heart is in trouble. A dear dear friend of mine who I trusted and loved believes I lied, when I have told him and shown him that I didn't, and my other friends belive me. He was the last I would think that would turn and become cold and disbelieving, and I am breaking in two. I have nightmares every night where he is cold to me, where he ignores me and I'm set aside from my group. . .
I wish to ask.. . I want it to end. I want him to love me again, as the father figure I saw him as, as the friend he was to me, and so that I may trust him again and show how much I care about him again. I pray that he will understand me again, I need him in my life. . . Please, I pray that he understands, I pray that he comes around. I pray, I ask, that he would be as he was before.
May all dreams come true, may all past-loves meet, may all peace come. And may what happens be for the best.
~Puma Hime
Elizabeth Adams