I hate it when I stuff up.
I hate it when I hurt Sarah when I stuff up.
I hate it when I can’t be there for her.
I hate it when I can’t fix it. I hate it when I can’t give Sarah a big hug.
I hate the distance between us.
I hate it that I don’t have enough resources to bring her down here.
I hate it that if I do bring her down here, I’ll be taking her away from Ana.
I hate it when I can’t make her hot chocolate fugde sundaes.
Arrrrrrrg
I miss her sooooo much