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Charlie.
The truth is, I might have once been deserving of your love. Your patience. Your inimitable, strange brand of affection.

My world is gray now, without the blue of your hair and the brown of your eyes.

Hot-tempered baker. Creepy artist of the highest degree.
Angel of s** and monster movies and cigarette smoke and zero-sugar soda.

I miss you. I’ll always miss you. I’m sorry.
Your forgiveness would mean the world to me, but I know I don’t deserve it. I deserve to live in the dank world of s*** and shame that I’ve built for myself by failing to make you my priority.

Oh, Charlie. I know you hate me, kiddo. And I don’t blame you one bit. I could never think any less of you. The only boy I ever loved.

You used to call me baobei. You used to call me daddy. I’d give anything, do anything, to have you call me anything at all now. I miss your voice, even raised in anger. I miss the way your eyes would widen…you remember what I mean.

Charlie. The erstwhile Mr. Tanuki. Calling yourself ugly meat doesn’t change anything for me. I miss you. I’ll always miss you. I think I’ll always love you.

Forgive me, Charlie.

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