a memoir

Backstory

We'll never forget you. Never. 

You left us.

You left us in the rain.

Without a shoulder to cry on

Or a person to love

And talk to

And comfort.

And you know what?

We loved you.

We

Love

You.

And we will

'Till death do we part.

...

I'm sorry for never getting the courage to talk about having children. I'm sorry for being drunk when I last saw you. I'm sorry for being so fucking quiet. I'm sorry for not being there. I'm sorry for not spending as much time with you as I dearly wanted to. I'm sorry for saying those stupid things.

I'm so fucking sorry.

Please don't go.

...

Please.