And I don't compremise to easily
let's stay together
to see what we've become
give me live, give me live, for what I've done-Daniel Powter
Hey sport,
I got the urge to write to ya again, don’t ask me why, I could do with out the questions...fine I’ll tell ya, it’s ‘cause wit’ me I can’t express my feeling with spoken words, but the other day when I wrote to ya, I felt better, ya made me feel better, an’ you ain’t even breathing yet.
I wanna watch ya grow kid, really I do, but I don’t think yer mommy could ever forgive me fer what I did and more besides, she has a big heart, there’s so much love there, there just ain’t no more room fer me: I can understand that, an’ I don’t mind it, she has you now to give all her love to. In a matter o’ months I’ll be out of sight and out of mind, like I once was.
I’ll get Jeannie to send me the ultra scan pictures, just so I can see how yer growing, I’ll send ya yer first Christmas card, an’ then I’ll be gone, I promise, I don’t wanna raise any hopes up. Some good advice kid, don’t ever get on yer moms bad side, she can get real angry.
…maybe I’ll write again…
…I just don’t know yet…
…do ya want me to write…?
…I will if ya want me too…
Logan…
