I can't tell her why I left her*. Why I left her alone.*
I can't even tell her I'm sorry.
I wish I could send her flowers to apologize, or hug her tight to my chest, but from where I stand I cannot.
What I can do though is fight. Fight for my freedom, fight for my club, and fight for survival, killing any and all in my path. I'll tear it all down until I'm the last man standing.
Oubliette is my everything and I hope she will forgive me. She is all that consumes me and my only reason to live.
I'll do anything to have her back in my arms.
I'll tear down the world to do that.
Just when things were looking up, everything fell apart.
I'm lonely, I'm sad, I'm broken, and it's no one's fault but his.
Busta should be here.
He should be by my side.
He will find out that leaving me was the biggest mistake of his life.