CHRISTMAS

I know you have secrets that you don't want to share, there are things that you don't want to tell me. It's alright. Really. I'll try to eat my pride and I'll try to understand the situation. But I hope time will come that you'll open you're door and let me IN. I'm here. I won't judge you. I'm willing to listen. Please don't change.

Merry Christmas :)

By the way, I lost my job...just yesterday.