damn it, everything is horrible, hard to desrcribe, sad, otherwise not wanted
i dont want my life like this, cand wait till when it will be over, cuz my head is already rolling of my shoulders, where should i get all the time, knowledge, money, etc., that i always seem to need?
....i cant talk to you, and it saddens me, because you are the only person that i can talk to, its just that you dont seem to be as anxious to talk to me- as you were before. what happened? is it something i did? is it something i said?
please talk to me, its bad enough you cant call me, and when i call, you're busy setting up your, sorry, our new life....
i know everything will work out in the end, but why wait till the end, why cant we have it all work out now too?

i love you and i wish you understood a little better, it upsets me that im the one changing and adapting, while you stand on your own, and wait for better times that should lie ahead

i wrote you a letter, while at work today, i dont know if im going to mail it, because i doubt ill see results i so desire to see, and feel

i know u'll like parts of the letter, its in my repertuar, .......just dont forget to add the accent.....
i dont know why im writing here, i dont think you ever read it, although i lately wish you did, dont tell me to just tell you all of this by phone, because i doesnt seem to work, and i get hurt in the end, like always

im sorry for everything, i always am, i love you ......and i cant wait for the rest of our life....