Who He Is Isn't Who He Was

So after the whole...uh, thing on the internet I signed off to get a grip on myself...

I called him. I don't know why...I'm just...like that. I want to try to fix things... So he actually picks up the phone...

Every other word is f*** or s***. It was terrible. It is so unreal how much he has changed. Its as is after he let me go, he let himself go as well. He would never have cursed in my presence before, it was like a sin. I asked him when he started talking like that and he said, "What the f*** are you talking about? I always talk like this." I was like, I don't know...

I'm so sad...it never should have come to this. He had so much going for him. Now he will become just another name on a tombstone, he could have been someone great... He asked me why I even give a f***, that he was just a piece of s***...and I said I loved him, I would never just abandon the ones I care about...they always abandon me. I think that was too deep for him though, and he had to go...

I loved him, and he loved me...

but it was a love that wasn't meant to be...

so when I dream he will haunt my sleep...

though when I wake his memory will not keep...

~ ~ R I P ~ ~

KALEB RAY HIGGINS

...MY LOVE...