my sweet baby
We owed each other so much which we jointly ever refused to give. My beautiful baby, will always be my muse. Years from now, I'll share our stories hopefully people will laugh as hard as we did. How did the well-intended go so wrong? If I look for clues... I'd say 1990. He threw my books out of his locker for no good reason at all.
Decades of adoration, admiration, laughter and love... dissipated over fuckboy shit.