a yellow piece of paper still rests in my bible. a link written on each side. yours is more important. a piece of notebook paper with writing on each side. i’ll read it all day long. i still smile when i read it. you lived in texas and for some reason that state made you care about me more. tennessee doesn’t care about me. leave east tennessee. it’s no place for love. all of your drugs can’t make me change my mind about you. drink your life away. i still love you. the Lord and i will be waiting here on you to give up your drugs and alcohol. you know He’s there. you know i’m there. i’ll always wait. i think you know that and you just use it to your advantage. ‘if life doesn’t work out at least morgan is there waiting’ what if i give up on you? what then? would you care? you’d throw your life down the drain and have nothing left.

I DON’T CARE

after all, i never told you… i always hated the color celery.