Hello Richard, It's 10:53am on Thursday morning. I am at my place, and you won't answer me. I am trying to keep from driving down to your job. I am struggling. I don't really know what is going on with the whole New Mexico thing. I do know that the way that you said "you don't have to worry about me no more" really hurt me. It stabbed me in the heart. It almost sounded like you were leaving to get away from me. I'm also hurt because that is the only option that is in your head. You figured I would be pissed. Did you figure that I would be hurt? That is what I feel right now...Pain. In my head, throat, back, stomach....all over. You have already made up your mind without talking to anyone. You have already drawn conclusions about me not waiting on you. You have it all figured out. I don't even know what is going on. I'm getting sick. Gotta Go. I LOVE YOU. PLEASE DON'T LEAVE US.
T2
(I guess this was after an apparent breakup. This is an old one. I don't recall the details)
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