Angel

You know, when some people read this, they tell me that I'm crazy to do all of this for a man. To feel all of these feelings for someone who obviously didn't care enough about me to stay. But they don't understand. He's my best friend. He's my sanctuary. He holds me close when I'm lonely. Tells me stories when I'm sleepy. Tucks me in and kisses me goodnight. Holds my hand when I'm scared. Makes me laugh when I'm sad. He listens to me and doesn't judge when I want to vent. He's always there for me. No matter what. He's like an angel, sent down to protect me. He'd never hurt me. Not just because he promised. Because in his mind, I'm his treasure. He'd protect me with his life and I would do the same in a heartbeat. He's never ever let me down. That's why this is so confusing... so hard to understand. Why, Nero? ...Please talk to me.

He's still in Job Corps, so I cant confront him like I want. It's a 3 hour bus ride on the $65 Greyhound bus. But someday soon... I'll make the money and visit him. Maybe for Christmas. That's all I want. To see my brother. My best friend. My guardian angel.