please

Chariot: I miss you. I do. I'm sorry. I know I said...things. But I didn't mean them. I do love you. And I know you love me too. I just need you to admit it. You know how I am with these things - slow. I don't trust myself to say it, but I trust you. It's agony to sit there everyday, watching you laugh, smile, cry, scream, love. I want her to be me. I want to be the one you laugh with, the one you smile at, the one you cry to, or with, the one you scream at, the one you love. I wish I could be her. Please, let me back in. I know I fucked up, I just can't do this without you...

Chariot: I'm so sorry.

Chariot: Please.

<i>Read by 'Cheri' at 11:53pm.</i>