Who was... Desiree Wright...???

Frankie,

          Hey! How are you? I'm fine I guess I just can't stop thinking of you. I know it's been a very long time since we've talked to each other, and that you probably have a new girlfriend, and forgot about me, but I know I'll hate myself if I never let you know how I feel. I really miss you?

          I can't stop thinking of you, no matter how hard I try to stop. I know I still love you, or else I wouldn't keep ktinkin of you and wondering what you are doing and if you are thinking of me. And I wouldn't dream about you at night, and think about how we used to be. I need you, and I want you back. I love you Frankie! I know you probably hav a girlfriend and could care less about me, but deep down inside I believe you still care about me. (Maybe it's because I want you back co bad.) I also know that you never wanted children, and I have a 2 month old son, so you might now want to hear from me again. After you left me, I did alot of stupid things. When you lfet me my life turned into a living hell!

          You may not care for me anymore, but I would like to know how you feel. And I would really like to see you again. If you want to see me write me back and I'll give you the directions to my house, if not you'll never hear from me again,. I promise, just let me know.

                                                                                                  Love,

                                                                                                  Desiree

Desiree Wright was the only person that ever loved me completely and unconditionally, she would have accepted anything that has ever happened to me and anything that I had ever done she would have over looked, she had strawberry blond hair with almost a tint of orange in it, and the most beautiful blue eyes anyone would ever see, her mother share's her eyes. It's very safe to say that she was my first love, and I made a big mistake by her. She wanted to have children, and I was very crazy for thinking that she was conspiring to have them even against my wishes, anyways, I wanted to see her, but because of things that I have done, in my life that I could not accept, and guilt for things I had not come to terms with yet, and a underlined imature fear of a child any child weather it was mine or not, wanting to call me dad, and not being responcible enough to take on that responcibility, I turned her away. I have no clue where she is now, or how she is, but I have searched for her, she found me once, and I owe her that much to look for her. But I didn't find her, I found the old house she lived in, and wonder how anyone could have lived in a place like that, I talked to people that used to live around her and they only spoke of how wonderful and carring a person she was, I was mean to her, I wrote her a nasty letter back, saying how I didn't know what she expected of me but that I could never be the fater of her child, becaus it wasn't mine. God was I stupid. Sometimes I look up at the stars in the night sky and I think of her and I cry, because I hurt her so bad. I want to find her to tell her how sorry I am, for being such a jerk. And that I still love her, no matter what. I know she cares about me, deeply, but I wouldn't want to ever see me again if I was her, because of how stupid I was. Desiree, if your out there I will find you!

                                                          I love you, and I am sorry!!!