Gabe to Randy, II

Dad,

                Nikki’s been on tour and with his radio show, Sixx Sense a lot. If you listen, mom’s been on there a couple of times and it’s funny as hell! Ana said that her and Shy might move to Canada… They said that they’re like mom: They can’t stay in one place for too long.

                The current storylines… Well… I hate the fact that Truth went heal. I lost a bet on him and that pissed me off. Yeah. Mia was tellin’ me about how she was so pissed that she just threw her shit into her duffle bag, walked right passed Shawn and left. Hasn’t spoken to him since.

                Ari’s amazing, dad; she’s funny, smart, caring, and she knows how to have a good time and just chill. You should really meet you. In one way, she’s like mom: Doesn’t matter if you’re famous or not, you’re still a person. To her, age is just a number. (Even though we’re the same age…)

                I was actually just talking to mom about him earlier today when she called. Mark said that he’ll talk to Vince about it, having Taker be in his place so it’ll be like he never “Truly” left. Y’know?

                Ember’s only a 13 months old… And to tell you the truth, I still think Tommy Lee is a good drummer. Didn’t you know? AJ is his son. Not many people know that. So, mums the word. As for Emmy, yeah. I’d like to see who her crush is on. Oh man… Wouldn’t that be funny if Emmy ended up being a dyke?!

                “Envy”… What a word, dad. The smog doesn’t bother me, considering I started smoking. Which is hell on the lungs for football practice… Ehh… Oh well. As for making me your clone. Well… I did look like you when I was kid and it got into your head. You and me, old man. We’re having a wrestling match when I get back! I’ll whoop your ass! Then we’ll have a football game and I’ll STILL own you!

                Oh my God! Shit… Well… That’s… New… A little disappointing, but it is what it is. Here I was thinking my sister was a dyke. Dammit. Well, I still have… 5 more sisters to hope that on. And Mark’s protective of all his children, who the hell you kidding?!

                And you and mom are always welcome to my place whenever you’re in town. Mom said she has to come to LA to record and do Sixx Sense with Nikki. So, it’ll be nice to see ya’ll. As for the summer heat, it’s funny to watch all the people bitch and moan about how hot it is. It’s currently in the 70’s. Which is nice.

                My job is going great. Football is still amazing. I’m the quarterback for my team and an NFL recruiter was here and he checked me out! Score! If I can keep improving on my quarterbackness, I’ll be in the NFL for sure!!!

Love,

Gabe.

Gabe

Gabe,
 I'm glad to you you're enjoying my emails. And I hope Nikki isn't giving you too much shit about things.
 God... One of the things I hate about being on the road so often is missing your games... And I miss you and mom so much it hurts... Especially since I get so little time with either of you, let alone both of you at the same time...
  Yeah, Seattle's usually pretty damp, even later on in summer. Tell them there's hope yet, and not to let the weather get to them! Also, let them know I say hey.
  How you likin' the current storylines? And I catch her concerts and interviews when I can... God, miss her more when I do. And I've seen that when I'm home. Can't wait to see who her first crush is, though.
  God, Mia telling Shawn off... That was hilarious as hell.  His expression was priceless, just the perfect mix of shock and surprise. And she's moved in with Lu now. As for everyone moving out... Hopefully not. Pack's too tightknit to really stay apart for too long. Well, except for mating outside the pack. We'll be visiting when we can, and hopefully often enough to drive you batty.
  Ari sounds like she might react well. I'd go slow with her, though. Just my advice. Her parents though... They need their asses beat for what they do to her. Noone deserves that kinda treatment. Maybe I should pay them a visit...
  Mark... He may be able to act all tough in the ring, but he's not up to being on the road full time. Hell, not even part time. Kit's taken to trying to keep an eye on him when they're on the same show, but Vince has her bouncing between the shows worse than a damn roulette ball. Mom doesn't like it, either, and yeah, she's on her yearly tour. 'Course Emmy's with her, and enjoying every moment of it! Hell, who wouldn't when they can get free drum lessons from one of the best drummers currently banging a drum?!?
  God, I almost envy you ebing out in LA right now. Visited there a couple years ago, and fell in love with the city. And yeah, summers there are usually pretty brutal. Probably not Texas level heat, but the smog can get to be an absolute killer on your breathing.
  As for our ups and downs, I'm more than happy to leave them in the past, and move on. I'm sorry I tried making you into a clone of me, and honestly... I think you're gonna be one hella football player. And nope, not kissing your ass!
  Hm... What's new... Well, Emmy's starting to warm up to Mark a little bit. God, they're actually kinda cute, and he's definately wrapped around her little finger. 'Course, he's like that with Lilli, too. Lilli and Steve are imprinted on each other, and Lil gave Steve her virginity. Still waiting to see how they turn out... Kat's betting they wind up Mated. Mark's just pissed off that Steve dared do that. But then... He's always been protective of her.
Gonna turn the keyboard back over to Kat before she tests her electrified sledgehammer on me. Still think Donny  needs to stop hanging out with her... She's rubbing off on him too much.

Love,
Randy

Gabe to Randy

Dad,

                Ah. How your weekly emails continue to amuse me. School is going okay here in LA. Nikki keeps checking on me whenever he as the time, I suppose. Yes, I’m staying away from drugs and whatnot. Mom pretty much… Scared me into not doing them. Football is going great! I’m really enjoying it. It’s hard work and I’m half way through my senior year. I miss you and mom and sometimes wish that I was at home, but I guess it’s not the same without you or mom there. Seeing as you’re either not home at the same time, or that when you are, it’s not for very long. I’m 17 years old and I’m out on my own. I talked briefly with Shy and Ana. They say Seattle is still rainy and they’re sick of it, so they’re both threatening to move away, but Bran convinced them not too.

                I watch you whenever you’re on the TV. I watch mom’s live concerts or interviews. From my look at Ember, I can tell you right now—She’s going to be one that doesn’t want new things. She’s going to be one who doesn’t want a lot of new, shiny things that most people have. I heard about what Mia said to Shawn and I laughed when mom told me. Mia finally grew some balls and decided to move out. Hell, is everybody moving out? Lulu’s in New York—Even though I tried to convince her to move to LA with me, but she said she wanted to give New York a chance.

                My apartment is cool. I got a job at a music store and the money is adequate. It gets me by when I need it and no—before you ask, I don’t want your money. I moved out to LA to try and make something out of myself and that’s what I’ll do, dammit!  I guess I got mom’s stubborn streak, eh, old man?

                I have pictures of everybody on my mantle and around my walls along with some of my art work. It’s not home on the ranch, but it’ll get me by. I miss you guys a lot and wish you would come visit me. I have a girlfriend now. Her name’s Ari. Her full name is Arizona. (I know, weird, right?). She’s shy and she has brown hair and bright gray eyes. She’s my age and we both go to the same high school. She’s not after whatever money I have and we kind of live together. (I know, you’re probably growling as you’re reading this) Her dad abuses her and her mom’s a no good drunk. When I first got to LA, I saw her sitting in the park and I went up and talked to her, something about her drew me to her. (I’m not ruling out a mate bond). She’s a full human who’s interested in the supernatural… But how do I tell her I’m a were panther? I can see it now. “Oh, Ari… By the way… I’m a were… I can shift into a panther!” Yeah… that’ll go over REALLY well… Sigh… What should I do, dad?

                Well, how’s everybody? I heard Mark was travelling again—Oh man… I know he has to be in good shape for teaching the students at the school, but how’s his body holding up to the travelling? How’s mom taking it? I’m guessing mom is on her yearly tour. I got her letter and she tells me she takes Ember with her on tour now. She told me that she can’t stand to stay away from her little Emmy. The guys love Ember and they like it when mom brings her on tour. Mom also said that AJ’s teaching her how to play the drums. (Against mom’s advice…).

                Life in LA isn’t how I thought it’d be. Everybody here is different and it’s awesome! I really enjoy it by a lot and they say we’re suppose to get a hot summer this year—but I’m from Texas, I can handle the heat. Ha-ha. Tell me more about how you’re doing. I know we’ve had our ups and downs as of late. I’m totally willing to put that all behind me and start anew. Y’know?

                Make sure you write back, old man.- (Yes, I’m aware that you’re only in your 30’s… So kiss my ass… lol). – and tell me all about what’s been going on back at home! I’m eager to hear all about it. (Even though I keep getting letters from Lulu- (we talk all the time on the computer and on the phone. She’s flying out to stay with me for the weekend) – Mia and the pack.

                Anyway… I gotta jet.

Love,

Gabe.

               

Sam

Sam,
I missed you while you were away, but I was grateful for the chance to focus on what needed it. I’m pretty sure that you know you’re my number one and always will be, no matter how much either one of us bitches. And no, you don’t sound selfish at all. I love you when you’re onstage with your band, getting loud and being so tough, and when you’re offstage, having fun with the pack, playing with the kids, or just working on a car or motorcycle.
As for a beginning… I don’t know if I have one anymore. And I love you, always and forever. Let’s keep talking and writing.

Love, your husband,
Mark

Dave

Dave,

  We've know each other for years, and been mated for part of that, and I'm glad to have you in my life and to be able to call you mine. But I wonder sometimes... What do you see in me? What drew you in? What makes me special enough to claim as yours?

  What I see in you is a caring, loving person who'd go out of his way to make someone smile, who would do anything for those he loves, someone who genuinely cares about those he considers family. I admit that your looks drew me in when I was younger. But as we got to know each other, the way you treat your fans and coworkers drew me in further, along with the fact you were willing to keep a teen girl company backstage when her family was out in the ring, earning their living with their blood, sweat and tears. What makes you so intensely special is that no matter where we are or who's around, you make me feel like the only person worth noticing with just a look or a touch.

Love you,

KitKat

Mark

Mark,

        Back when I went on my break, I kinda enjoyed it. Well, for me I enjoyed it. It gave me time to think about things and focus on things that really needed to be focused on.

        You should know that you’re the most important thing to me, but I think we should have little breaks between us. (But that’s just my thought)… I know how much you love me and I love you too. Forever and Always—Even if I do bitch. Truth be told, I guess I’m going off your WWF days—That badassness, take all and ask NO questions, leave nothing behind. I love you outside the ring—Please believe me. Does that make me sound selfish? (To me, it does…) I hope it doesn’t…

        Where do I begin? They say the beginning is always a nice place to start: Well, I guess I don’t have a beginning. Do you?

        Never forget that I.Love.YOU! I enjoy the talks we have and the letters we share.

Love your wife,

Sam (Darlin’)

Blagh

I WANT YOUR LEATHER PANTS!!!!!!!!
RA RA AH AH AHHHH AH!

Kat

Kat,

It's not that you're an empathic... It's the fact that you mean so much to Sam... If you don't see yourself as beta female... Then I guess I don't really have anything to say on the subject... You'd have to talk to Sam about that... Yeah, I did watch you grow up. And it doesn't matter if you can't block everything out... Shit, why do you think Sam has so many headache's now?

Stay the way you are, I guess is what I'm trying to say.

Your alpha,
Mark.

Mark,
     I know you've seen me grow up, and trust me, but why to the extent you do? I'm not beta female material. I know I'm an empath, but we both know I can't really sheild worth a damn under heavy fire. You saw that the other night when you went feral... Guess I'm just curious, Alpha.

Kit

Sam

     Yeah, we've been fighting a hell of a lot more, and it's starting to get annoying. But I'm always willing to work it out, anyway we can.

     I love you even when you try to push me away, and we've both got bad tempers. Think last night proved that...

     I hope to god I do... I know you're the only one I want, that has a hold on my heart and soul so completely that all others pale in comparison. Yes, I've slipped in the past, but I won't in the future. I don't want to lose you.

     I never regret marryin' you. You're my better half, the one who keeps me sane, keeps Marcus happy and not feral. You're my heart.

     And I don't regret Mating you either. You and our kids are my world. You always will be. This I swear.

     I don't regret letting you in. You brought back my light, and helped bring me back out of the darkness I'd slipped into.

     I miss them too, darlin'. Miss bein' able to sit and just talk about what's goin' on... Let's get back into havin' them.

Love always and forever,

Mark

Mark.

We've been fighting alot more, haven't we? Over what? Something stupid? I don't know, exacally, but I'm getting tired of us always fighting, how bout you? We haven't been the same since...

God... I don't even know what to say... I say hurtful things to try and push you away. I get angry easier... Then again, I've always had a bad temper...

We could be as romantic and cheezy as we want, but we can't avoid the problem forever. Do you know what I'm talking about? I hope you do...

I'll always love you... No matter what, right? I have to ask...
Do you ever regret marrying me?
Do you ever regret mating me?
Do you ever regret letting me into your life? I want an answer, not just a "Yes" or "No" ... Is that to much to ask? I hope it's not.

What can we say that hasn't already been said? What can we say that we haven't already have said to each other before? Remember how we'd have all those "in depth" conversations? Whatever happened to those? I miss talking with you...

I'm not gonna beat around the bush anymore. I'm done giving hints.

Love,
Samwise

Kat

What can I say? I didn't want anybody else. Yeah, I'm happy with Drew, but like Sam always tells Mark, it's the first one you caught your eye on is the one I'll always come running back too. That's you. It'll always be you, no matter what.

As for Shi, that's fine if she doesn't wanna get to know Jamie. I don't care anymore. She can stay with her mother and other siblings. I've moved on from them and now my life is nothing but you, Drew and little Jamie.

It's true, I could have had anybody I wanted, but I wanted you. No matter what, I'll always love you. You can't push me away. I'll always keep coming back.

Love,
Dave

Role Play Information

Name: Samantha (Winchester) Calaway

Age: 25

Height: 5’7.5

Hair: Medium/Long Blonde hair (That’s usually colored neon or a wacky color) with bangs; Punk style hair, kind of;

Eyes: Cerulean/Sapphire/Amber/Crimson/Amethyst/Onyx eye color;

Lead singer of band Lolita.

Genre of music played: Metal/Rock

Shifter, telepathic, telekinetic, etc

Can play any musical instrument

Style of clothing liked: Gothic, Punk, Rocker, Men’s

Tomboy

Awesome cook

Bike builder/sketch

Car builder/sketch

Artist (Very awesome)

Authoress (Very awesome)

Also in the Army (National Guard)

Many tattoos on body

Skinny

Metabolism is wacky. Whatever she eats burns right away. Doesn’t gain weight

Works out like crazy, but doesn’t have freaky muscles.  

Alpha of her pack

Married to Mark Calaway

Mother of 6

Fashion designer

Actress

MMA Athlete

License to kill

Can wield any weapon

Has a license in anything—dangerous wise

Has degrees in: Art, Medicine, Doctor, RN (Registered Nurse), Writing, Welding, Engineering, You name it, she probably has it.

Is the niece of: Nikki Sixx, Slash, Steven Tyler, Joan Jett, James Hetfield, Billy Idol, etc

Have two brothers.

Dean (older)

Justin (Younger, her twin)

Mother died when she was 5

Was in different packs

Granddaughter of Nova (Her father’s dad) and Shenron (Her mother’s dad) (Creators of the weres)

Were enforcer (A very high privilege. You have to be very skilled and very powerful to become an enforcer. She’s the youngest ever to become one)

Competes in the World Martial Arts Tournaments for the weres (She’s kind of like the Undertaker of the WWF/E. But not)

Also the youngest to ever start her own pack

Attitude problems, Sassy, Badass, She’ll tell it like it is or how she sees it.

She’s very blunt, sarcastic,

Her counter-part, Kaylyn (Kay, is kind of the Kane, but isn’t) got sent down to hell when her and Sam were four, but they somehow kept in contact, they just now were reunited.

 Master in all fighting styles ever created

Very skilled fighter

Considered a lethal weapon (Hence, the license to kill)

Rodeo champion when she was a child (Rode Bulls and wild horses)

Is a candy addict

Loves sour candy

Loves very spicy foods

She is claustrophobic of some spots, not all of them

Book worm

Loves the outdoors

Loves to watch the stars, sit on the roof

Loves the winter season

Has piercings, (Snake bites on her lower lip, her ears, (both ears are full, but she only wears five on both ear), tongue (Twice), etc)

She’s very mysterious and tough to figure out. She may appear bitchy, but she’s actually a cool, chill, person once you get to know her. She doesn’t hand out her trust, you have to earn it, but you don’t know that you have too.

Dave

Dave,

     We love each other unconditionally, we both know that. And we've done things to hurt each other pretty badly. I'm sorry for what I've done to you, believe me. If I could take it back, I would. 'Course, that would probably weaken the bond we have some... But I digress.
    I'm gratefull that we've managed to keep our bond strong, even when Drew came into our relationship. I love seein' you two together, happy.  And I love seeing you with little Jame, entertaining her, feeding her... The whole daddy bit. I just wish it had worked out better with Shi and that she could see past what's bothering her to know her sister...
     But I'd still like to know why you chose me... Out of all of the women who would happily have you as their husband, you chose me. A plain little overweight kid, who could easily be young enough to be your daughter... And you love me for me. Both you and Drew do...
     I'm counting my lucky stars that I have you both in my life, though. I couldn't ask for better.

Love,
KitKat

Letter to Sam, April 5th, 2011

Darlin' Sam,

     For all the times I've broken your heart since we've come together, I'm sorry. I know, the past is the past, but it still stands.

     I'm glad you're my wife, my mate, my partner... My best friend. In a way, my truest friend. I love that you take my flaws and accept them, even turn them into perfections. I know I'm far from perfect, but you make me feel that way, just by loving me. Thank you.

     When I'm around you, I'm a happier person. I don't feel like I have to stay in the role of the big bad jackass. I can let my sense of humor and fun show more, and for that, I truly thank you.

     I know I'm not the easiest person to live with and deal with when I'm in pain, but you do it so easily and make me forget it so readily, and I love you all the more for it. You know how to get me movin' and keep me moving to ease the pain.

     I know you don't do chick flick moments, and enjoy the rare few we do have all the more for their rarity. And I will always be your rock, your shelter from Life's storms. And I'll continue to surprise you with occasional gifts, large, small and inbetween. And any time you wanna talk, tell me. I'll happily talk with you.

Love always and forever,

Mark

Mark

My dearest Mark,

          You… Are my partner. You’re my mate. You’re my husband. You’re my best friend. You’re my companion. You’re my best friend. You take my flaws and you turn them into perfection in your eyes. When we did get together, I had doubts about letting you into my heart and my life, but I guess now I’m glad I let you in. Well, as much as I would allow. You pretty much took my heart, but you’ve broken it a few times also. More times than I care to remember and I’ve regretted ever meeting you on some occasions. When we had that really bad fight, I remember packing my bags. I left you once again. I had no intentions of ever coming back into your life, ever. You hurt me that bad.

          You’ve managed to break down my walls, only to have me pull them back up. You make me laugh and smile. When I’m with you, my heart lightens up and my life feels lighter. I feel warm inside and I sometimes hate that. But on the plus side, I feel okay…

          I know I don’t say it as often as I should, but you of all people know that I don’t do chick-flick moments. I don’t tell you much I love you. How much I’m grateful you’ve stayed by me… You’re my rock, you’re my shelter. Most wives would take advantage of their husbands and how much they love their wives, but me? I don’t. I have no reason too. You take care of me and that’s all I ask for. I don’t ask you to spend a lot of money on me like most wives do. I don’t ask you to buy me expensive jewelry on me, or to buy me clothes. I don’t ask you to take me out to dinner or to have a romantic evening. I don’t ask you to wait on me hand and foot. I don’t ask you to pamper me… I have no reason to ask you. Do you want me to ask you to pamper me? We haven’t had a good conversation in a long while…

Your darlin,

Sam.

The Forgotten Tale

The Forgotten Tale

By: Samantha Calaway

      You see all these musicians coming out with their own autobiography’s and it makes you wonder ‘Why don’t I write one?’ so here I am, six thirty at night writing my autobiography. From drugs, sex, and the typical rock’n’roll, from being the niece of Steven Tyler, Joan Jett, James Hetfield, Slash, and Nikki Sixx; from being the wife of The Undertaker, a mother of six, and the lead singer of her own band? You must think my life is very hectic. To some degree, it is, but I wouldn’t change any of it for anything in the world.

      You could say that I was born into the world of music. Ever since coming out of my mother’s womb and Uncle Steven Tyler got his hands on me, I guess you could say that I was banging on the drums at a very early age. My aunt Joan taught me how to sing, Slash taught me how to play the guitar, Nikki told me the dangers of drugs, (As did everybody else around me), and I spawned from there.

      My mother died when I was five and I got kidnapped. I returned seven years later to a waiting family and they never let me out of their sights from then on. For that, I’m grateful. I picked up on my music career and worked my ass off. I was “officially” recording when I was 11. My band mates, AJ (Guitar, Vocals), Tony (Drums), Marco (Bass, vocals) and me, (Lead guitar, lead vocals) we formed the band Lolita. I lived and breathed for my band, and I still do. Our European fans love seeing us every time we play, our shows being sold out every time we play, being on stage is the ultimate adrenaline rush. And I’m a huge adrenaline junkie.

      I started using drugs when I was sixteen. I started out with Heroin, gradually moving up the line to Cocaine. At first, it was casual, but it gradually went to using almost all the time. I’d go out on stage high and enjoy the fuck out of it. I drank all the time and smoked pot and my cigarettes. My family tried to help me, but I eventually went off the scale. I had five relapses back then and I finally quit when I was eighteen. It was hard, the cravings, the detox, it was hard. But I got my act together, I got my life back together and I’ve been clean for seven years.

      Most of you are wondering how the hell I managed to marry “The Deadman”. It’s actually a funny story. I walked into his house one day, only to find it full of other wrestlers who are still living with us. I guess from there, I just stayed. Mark and I got married December 24^th, 2009, and we’ve been together ever since. He’s the love of my life and I won’t ever give him up.

     

     

Mark to Sam, April 4th, 2011

My dearest Sam,

     You've always been my light, my joy. Of course our love is meant to last through our arguements, our disagreements and whatever time we spend away from each other. And I'm glad of it, too. We're stronger as a couple for the rough patches we go through together. And I can assure you, my heart is entirely yours, my badass darlin'. Always will be.

     You... You're so amazingly gorgeous, smart, talented, and did I mention gorgeous? You know what you want and aren't afraid to take it, no matter the cost. You love gettin' dirty with the bikes, and the grease only makes you look better because you're enjoying what your doing. You always know just how to make me smile and laugh again, and bring the light back in. I love that so much.

     I'd love to take the time I squandered with Matt and Jeff when you were here and spend it with you. Looking back, I can't believe how much of a fool I was for not breaking up with them sooner and courting you better. As for Matt... I'm sorry I didn't straighten his ass out sooner. He messed us up too much when we were already weak.

     When we first started, I was just realizing you were my true mate, and just wanted to stay with you, fuck the consequences. I hated the thought of you leavin' me for any reason at all. Still do, as a matter of fact. And when you left, it damn near killed me. Jeff probably saw this and bugged  you because he hates seein' anyone he cares about in pain. I thank him for pushing us t'gether in a way.

     I'm glad I shoved the doubts I had to the side to bring you into my heart, and my life. I'm glad we have eavh other, age gap be damned. I'm also happy we have our kids, and our family in our life. And I love how you accept my flaws and continue to love me for who I am, stubborn bastard that I am.

     Though you make me angry, pissed off and aggravated at times, you will always have my heart and my love. This I swear to you for all eternity, darlin'.

Love you forever and for always,

Mark

Mark.

My dearest Mark,

        How you are the light of my life. How you bring such joy into my life, you don’t even know. I know we’ve had our ups and downs, but that won’t ever stop me from loving you. No matter how much we scream and yell at each other, the love will always be there… our love was meant to last, don’t you think? I know I said I don’t do chick flick moments, but I guess I can make an exception for you, my darling badass. Even with Randy, Hunter, and Taker… My heart will always belong to you. I didn’t marry you because of your fame or your money. I could care less about that, I’ve told you that, and I’ll keep on telling you.

        You’re funny, smart, independent, protective, hot, sexy, and handsome. You take what you want and you don’t look back. I love that about you. You’re a total badass, baby. Words can describe how happy you make me… Even when I’m at the lowest point in my life, or the moment, you always find a way to make me smile and forget my worries. Even when I’m angry, sure, we may argue, but then we’ll be fine a few minutes to a few hours later. I can’t seem to get enough of yow now that you’re mine.

        Way back when, once upon a time when we were just starting out, I thought that I couldn’t love you. I knew about the times you cheated on me with Jeff and Matt and I didn’t care, because we weren’t really a “couple”. Back then, I could walk away from you and not feel guilty because I had nothing to feel guilty for. I’d lay in my bed at night alone and realize that I could just walk out of your life as easily as I came into it. But now? I can’t walk away from you without feeling guilty. You’re my life, and I have a life outside of you. I have friends outside of you and the pack. I wanna explore my life, but I wanna explore it with you.

        Then when we did officially “Get together” we had all this drama with Matt. He was trying to get you back and when you both finally broke up, you were heartbroken and I couldn’t do anything to help you because you pushed me away. You pushed me away to the point I had my bags packed and I left you. I left your love behind. I left you behind. I left my heart behind to a man that probably didn’t even want it. But I came back a few hours later because Jeff was annoying me. You didn’t know that I left, but now you do.

        At first, I had mixed feelings about you, but I wanted to make you mine. I wanted to have kids and grow old together with you. It doesn’t matter what the age difference is between us. To me, age is just a number and you’re just a person. Nobody can help who they fall in love with. You bring a smile to my lips. You make me laugh. You make me cry. You make me angry and frustrated. You make me pissed off. You make me annoyed. You push my buttons. You love me and take my flaws and turn them into perfection in your eyes. I wouldn’t have it any other way.

        Theirs so much I wanna tell you. So much I wanna share with you. But I guess this is enough for right now. I’ll always love you.

Always and Forever,

Your Darlin’ Sam