I'm tired of this alone crap. Where are you? Why did you go?
And don't blame it on me and say I told you to! Since when have you ever done everything I told you to? If you had listened to me and gone to the doctor, a week earlier, a month earlier, more often, -- if you had done what I told you, you might still be here! So don't tell me it's my fault, because I told you to go.
I wanted and needed you yesterday.
It was a horrible, horrible day without you.
First, I had to take Hailey home, and make the long drive back home with the knowledge that you weren't here for me to call. I stopped at Family Dollar, but you didn't need anything from me, did you? How could you?
I didn't need to let you know I was heading back home in the dark and shining downpours, with fields overflowing into ditches and ditches overflowing into roads.
You weren't waiting for me and worrying about me, were you?
You weren't here.
I found a couple of clips from Fox News on Facebook, and I couldn't share them with you and argue the details out until we were both laughing at ourselves getting so worked up. When it comes to arguing Fox news, there's no substitute for you, babe.
Not that there is in any other area, but some things; some times it is easier to "accept substitutes".
Lastly, Rex, last night there were big scary storms and I was bigly scared. You know how I hate storms. No lightning with these, lots of wind, lots of tornadoes before they got here, lots of rain and fear pouring down.Blowing past Tammy and the babies' trailer before it could start to our -- MY -- place. No us. No our house.
If you were here, I would have been going out on the porch and reporting back to you: how it looked; how it felt; how bad it was or wasn't.
And because I had you to share with, I wouldn't have been so nearly insane with my ownly lonely crazy fears.
I needed you and you weren't here!
You will never be here!
Ever!
Again!
And what in hell (or heaven's name) am I supposed to do for love and fear and company?
And don't blame it on me and say I told you to! Since when have you ever done everything I told you to? If you had listened to me and gone to the doctor, a week earlier, a month earlier, more often, -- if you had done what I told you, you might still be here! So don't tell me it's my fault, because I told you to go.
I wanted and needed you yesterday.
It was a horrible, horrible day without you.
First, I had to take Hailey home, and make the long drive back home with the knowledge that you weren't here for me to call. I stopped at Family Dollar, but you didn't need anything from me, did you? How could you?
I didn't need to let you know I was heading back home in the dark and shining downpours, with fields overflowing into ditches and ditches overflowing into roads.
You weren't waiting for me and worrying about me, were you?
You weren't here.
I found a couple of clips from Fox News on Facebook, and I couldn't share them with you and argue the details out until we were both laughing at ourselves getting so worked up. When it comes to arguing Fox news, there's no substitute for you, babe.
Not that there is in any other area, but some things; some times it is easier to "accept substitutes".
Lastly, Rex, last night there were big scary storms and I was bigly scared. You know how I hate storms. No lightning with these, lots of wind, lots of tornadoes before they got here, lots of rain and fear pouring down.Blowing past Tammy and the babies' trailer before it could start to our -- MY -- place. No us. No our house.
If you were here, I would have been going out on the porch and reporting back to you: how it looked; how it felt; how bad it was or wasn't.
And because I had you to share with, I wouldn't have been so nearly insane with my ownly lonely crazy fears.
I needed you and you weren't here!
You will never be here!
Ever!
Again!
And what in hell (or heaven's name) am I supposed to do for love and fear and company?
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