Mr. Darin Christopher Jansen
Darin -
I miss you
I will miss you, I will. The Darin I first met was beautiful beyond compare.
Open, carefree, everything new.
When you would like to talk this thru, & explain the lies (yours) I am here for you.
Or just hang, without your coldness/walls so thick.
Just walking away
"into the dead of the night" is just so uncool.
Very uncool infact.
I did not know where you were, how much I care for you, was obviously not something you deemed worthy of your respect at this time, with a phone call saying you are okay and yes,
goodbye.
I am your friend, I am. Being used as a stepping stone, hurts.
When you can treat me with respect, no yelling/talking down to me - - NO LIES - - and as a friend true - - I am here for you.
You never once came thru with your promises or plans. I will look back at this with my head held high. I cared, treated you with respect and adored you.
You are so broken Darin. I hope you find your smile once again. I miss it.
When you smile, the young Darin shines thru. I hope you find it again and shine it my way once again.
Good luck,
ME.
Yes I will miss you and what we could have been IF you had not come out with an agenda
ME = STEPPING STONE
and not a friend, ever.
I am your friend Darin. I am always here for you when you need me and want to start TRUE.
Daring to remove the wall of bricks you have surrounded yourself with.
I miss the Darin that - -
Who cooked pancakes
The Darin who cooked dinner 4 me on HIS birthday
Who loved my chocolate strawberries,
walked along Departure Bay Beach...
Was my Friend.
I miss my Friend Darin Christopher Jansen.
Don't call, email or drop by. Letters are fine.
You could get a post office box address (an idea?) if you desire a reply.
Or your work address.
This is too fresh for me/hurts too much for more of a direct contact.
Please respect that.
Don't worry I won't be near you. Your work or Dave or Celine's.
What I have perfected in life, is walking away, when I am hurting.
I gave you all of me. With wide open arms.
When you need someone in your corner who cares, think of me.
Stay safe.
Take care of you, you are precious, you are.
If you get sick/if that was the truth, I will be there for you and hold you.
I love listening to you TALK.
I miss the talking Darin Most.
Me.
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