It's almost been a year. I miss him already. He's not in my arms anymore, he's off being fabulous.. Sitting here.. wondering, what am I doing with my life? Was it smart to do the things I did. When I'm out night, after night on dates, and he's home alone. When he adjusts my suit and tie, when he picks out my outfits, when he tells me "make her happy" was I really dense to realize everything I ever wanted was home, right next to me. He's off with another person, I should be happy. I am happy,

Sometime's a simple I love you can go along way for someone who oesn't have anything. Although this might be a paradox dream of what happens to one guy when you bully them to their breaking point. People need to realize that, other people, yea the people who aren't you, or your family and friends are people too.