Reaching Out to You: The Missing
Okay, so I think I’ve written everyone I’d like to keep in touch with over the last week and a half. Talk about an exercise in humility. There are a few really good people in my life that I’ve let slip away for one reason or another. Asking them for forgiveness and a second chance wasn’t really difficult, but it wasn’t easy either.
One of the letters—the “Hey Jude” one—actually brought me to tears, so if you received that email and you’re reading this, please write me back even if you just want me to eat shit and die. I think about you every fucking day and it’s going to drive me crazy if I never know one way or the other. Seriously—write me or I’m apt to hire a private investigator to find out just where the fuck you are. I do write detective fiction, you know. You think I’m joking, but I am not—that’s how much it means to me to know where I stand with you.
But, alas, I don’t think you’re reading this. You seem to have dropped off the face of the earth since Valentine’s Day and I’m starting to get worried that something terrible has happened. Maybe you’re just going through a tough time like I was after that “holiday,” but, at any rate, I want to talk to you. I want to be your friend so please, God, please answer my prayers soon.
I know that patience is a virtue, but this is torture.
Hey, whoever is reading this and knows me, even a little, please take a moment to tell Mystery Person that I’m not insane, just a little bit crazy by leaving a comment. Come on! You’ve got time and I need some real help here! This is important to me. Grazie molto!
Missing (Click to hear sample)
By Evanescence (Amy Lee)
Please, please forgive me
But I won't be home again
Maybe someday you'll look up
And barely conscious you'll say to no one
Isn’t something missing
You won't cry for my absence, I know
You forgot me long ago
Am I that unimportant?
Am I so insignificant?
Isn’t someone missing me?
Even though I’m the sacrifice
You won't try for me, not now
Though I’d die to know you loved me
I’m all alone
Isn’t someone missing me?
Please, please forgive me
But I won’t be home again
I know what you do to yourself
I breathe deep and cry out
Isn’t something missing
Even though I’m the sacrifice
You won't try for me, not now
Though I’d die to know you loved me
I’m all alone
Isn’t someone missing me?
One of the letters—the “Hey Jude” one—actually brought me to tears, so if you received that email and you’re reading this, please write me back even if you just want me to eat shit and die. I think about you every fucking day and it’s going to drive me crazy if I never know one way or the other. Seriously—write me or I’m apt to hire a private investigator to find out just where the fuck you are. I do write detective fiction, you know. You think I’m joking, but I am not—that’s how much it means to me to know where I stand with you.
But, alas, I don’t think you’re reading this. You seem to have dropped off the face of the earth since Valentine’s Day and I’m starting to get worried that something terrible has happened. Maybe you’re just going through a tough time like I was after that “holiday,” but, at any rate, I want to talk to you. I want to be your friend so please, God, please answer my prayers soon.
I know that patience is a virtue, but this is torture.
Hey, whoever is reading this and knows me, even a little, please take a moment to tell Mystery Person that I’m not insane, just a little bit crazy by leaving a comment. Come on! You’ve got time and I need some real help here! This is important to me. Grazie molto!
Missing (Click to hear sample)
By Evanescence (Amy Lee)
Please, please forgive me
But I won't be home again
Maybe someday you'll look up
And barely conscious you'll say to no one
Isn’t something missing
You won't cry for my absence, I know
You forgot me long ago
Am I that unimportant?
Am I so insignificant?
Isn’t someone missing me?
Even though I’m the sacrifice
You won't try for me, not now
Though I’d die to know you loved me
I’m all alone
Isn’t someone missing me?
Please, please forgive me
But I won’t be home again
I know what you do to yourself
I breathe deep and cry out
Isn’t something missing
Even though I’m the sacrifice
You won't try for me, not now
Though I’d die to know you loved me
I’m all alone
Isn’t someone missing me?
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