I have to find her, tell her I love and it's not her fault. I hope she's not where I think she is. Because I love her so much, I just hope she hasn't started drinking again.
And there she is, at the bar. Drinking. What do is say? Abby I love you please stop? She won't listen, for gods sake she won't even talk to me! I need to talk to her, hopefully she'll forgive me or maybe she thinks I blame her but I don't. I love you Abby, I love you so much.
So I walk up to her, and sit beside her. She just looks at me. " Do you think its your fault Abby?' she just stares at me "is it mine or do you think I blame you?" she's going to cry and Abby hates crying. Then she gets up and walks off. I just stare after her, maybe when she's ready she'll tell me.
But then I get up as well, and follow her….