I promise if you come back to me, I will no longer take you for granted. I will cherish every precious minute I spend with you. I will no longer ignore you or put off our time together. You have been so distant for the past few months. We used to spend all night together and even some afternoons, but now you seem content to waste the day away with Marli. Your teasing is cruel. Every night you come to me quickly, but are gone by 2:30 in the morning-right when I need you most.
Is there anything I can do to make you come back to me? I admit that as a small child, and then again as a college student, I didn't think I needed you. I scoffed at your efforts and rejected your advances. I'm ashamed to say that in recent years, iced Coffee, cherry vodka sours, and episode after episode of Breaking Bad quickly replaced you. But I promise I have seen the error of my ways. I realize now that I am nothing without you. I would do anything to spend just one night with you. People say it will be at least another year before you're ready to come back to me, but I don't think I can wait that long. Please reconsider; I promise you won't regret it.
Sincerely,
Sleep-Deprived Mama
PS: If you won't come back to me, would you at least consider spending time with Rory from about 9-11 and 1-3 everyday?
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