Part 2.

"And I would have come to meet you if my mom wasn't there"

DO YOU READ MY BLOG?

DO YOU FOLLOW WHAT I DO?

Am I HONESTLY supposed to believe that you care?

I spent 20 monthes looking and waiting for you. I loved you with all of my heart.

Everything I did... it was for you. I have gifts I never gave you... cards I never sent you... letters you never got to read. I made an effort, EVEN after I told you I didn't want to speak to you.. to come into Toronto for 2 hours with a friend (Whom I paid to do this for me) to come and see you, and try and resolve something, or try and just talk.

You don't care about me. You strung me along worse then a lasso to a horse. Not to mention the fact that you did lie to me, before you went to LA, when you said you would follow God's path, and not be pursuaded by boys. Funny how you met a "nice guy" in LA eh?

How often did you tell me you would "never go back to Alex. Trust me Steve."

Yeah that was a truthful speech to eh?

And I'm supposed to believe you now? AT least I backed up everything I said, and if you didn't believe me, that's ok, at least I knew I was right. And you knew the truth.

I don't even know why I write this. You're not worth my time.

Be sure to forward me your address so I can send you all the memories and momentums and gifts I never gave you.

Cause I just don't want to think of you anymore. You just damn well broke my heart to damn much.

I waited 20 monthes.

I loved you from the moment I laid my eyes on you.

And you tore me down.

I think I regret ever meeting you Casey Beauchamp.