To Pete

[skarob]

I don't know how much longer I can do this. How much longer I can sit by his bed and watch him slowly get worse. He's smiles and laughter, but his eyes show his sadness inside. This is killing him and that's killing me. I know it's for the best, I know he has to get ill to get better, but I will never be ok with it. I want to wrap him up and run

Comments

[anonymous]

soon I'll be there and will help, even if it is just to squeeze your hand. X

[skarob]

it made all the difference xxxxxxxxx

[cryurchin]

i hate that i can only offer you my thoughts and fervent prayers. just know i'm about if you ever need to chat; i don't know when or if i should call you x

[skarob]

hey man, feel free to call anytime. and maybe meet up next week. xx

[anonymous]

I'm here if you need me man, whenever!

Richard

[skarob]

cheers man, you're a star

[liverboyle]

please excuse me, it might be intrusive to just comment as such. you must be spotlighted for some reason because i too, on a whim, hit the random search button and came up with you. for what its worth, for what all your going through, your writing is charged and touching. i hope it gives you the outlet you need, but beyond that it gives well your impressions. you have all the sympathies and best wishes you can take from me, a complete stranger.

[skarob]

thank you, sometimes the sympathy of a stranger touches deeper than they know.

[randomdorkis]

Hi I found you at random. You're a very good writer. I like your prose. Alot of them seem like dreams.

[skarob]

really? id say some were more nightmares but i can see where you are coming from.