I sit alone in my room hoping that you will come into my arms. a year has past and my feelings for you haven't changed. i prayed and prayed and you still haven't come back. i try to forget all the fond memories our first kissed i was so nervous that i looked sick. the first time i held you and the first time i saw you. usually i would say that i didn't do anything but this time i shouldn't have kissed Bridget i could've just gotten up and left but all that is in the past and you still haven't given me a chance so i grabbed this pistol that i hold tightly in my hands and i point it on my head. goodbye Jackie and please try not to forget, forget about me.
