Please Mr. Please

Don't play B17 it was our song it was his song but it's over....

I know how she feels, everything I mean EVERYTHING reminds me of Dennis.
Putting up the tree, so many memories...even doing laundry reminds me of the time he said he switched fabric softeners to be able to smell me.

Daddy offered to buy a new tree lol....a new tree won't fix this.

It's funny I look and see my last entry....same man just he has a different woman!

I am really stupid.  The sad part is I just wish I hope I could talk to him.  See him one last time.....
Like I said I am really stupid.

I put everything in a trash bag ...if I could only put the hurt in one too!

It is wonderful to see how many of my old friends are reading my fb and getting in touch to support me.  My parents came over within 45 minutes of finding out.

I worry for my daughter.  His new wife threatened my daughter.  How crazy is that! I feel like my heart may explode and I will die.

I just can't seem to get him out of my head....

Please Mr. Please....it was our song...it's over