All night long . . .

. . . they echoed in my mind:

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

" . . . or wishing you'd die in your sleep"

I know you're now wishing you could take these words back. I'm glad you were honest with me about your feelings, though, even though they hurt me. I know you love me, and I love you, too.