Why did you let me go? Can it ever be the same, again? If you'd just try to reach me, I'd be so happy. Just one little phone call would do, but you don't do things like that, do you?
OK, if I stayed with you, it would have been wrong. I had to come back for Jane. I did. Its an awful thing I've done. And I'm wondering how could you love me. Maybe you never did. Maybe you thought you did.
Why is this so hard?
I don't want to have the baby now. You're not here. I just don't know if I can go on.
Of course, I haven't even seen Jane yet. All I've wanted to do since I got back is sleep. I have no energy. And it freaks me every-time I wake up. What have I done? Leaving you. If only you were here, things might be different.
How can I ever get you back? Will I ever see you again? I don't even have your picture. Why didn't we ever get our picture taken? All these things mean so much to me now. I never thought it would happen.
But it has. I can't fall out of love with you. I wish I could. But I can't. You're the only thing on my mind. You're the only one who kept me going.
Please read this. Pick up your damn mail before its too late, and read this.