Kenny's car was stolen from work, the hospital. I drove straight there, as soon as I found out. I was worried, concerned. I know his car is his baby. I knew he was devastated. He pushed me away. As soon as I came he said "What are you doing here?" I told him I was there for him. He pushed me away. "I don't need you" is what he said. I am hurt beyond words right now. Those words cut me deep. Extremely deep. I'm a wreck.
My Jams
January 22, 2010
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