Mila Ferrera

I missed talking to you, and playing with you, and touching you, and seeing you smile. I missed just _ sitting next to you. I__e never missed anyone or anything that much

Honestly? I think all of this would be easier if I could point to one thing, one moment, one person, and say this is why. I could explain it, then. Understand the why of it. Blame it on something other than myself. If I were a victim, maybe it would keep everyone from being so frustrated with me. On a few occasions, I__e even considered making up something, just to see the sympathy that flashed in my mom__ eyes a second ago, just to have her be patient with me for more than a minute at a time. But I__ not a liar, so instead I get the frustrated, calculating way she__ glaring at me now. I__e seen it so many times before. It__ a look that makes my stomach ache.