𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐋𝐔𝐎𝐔𝐒 ?! karl jacobs

꒰ ??? ꒱

all my guts, try to spill
all my holes, try to fill

all my money been a long time spent
on my drugs, on my rent
on my saving philosophy
it goes, one in the bank, and the rest for me

"i'll just vibe to this song until it's over." I sighed, walking over to my desk and sitting down.

it goes, all my troubles in a burning pile
all lit up and i start to smile
if i, catch fire then i change my aim
throw my troubles at the pearly gates

I leaned my head back onto the chair, staring at the ceiling.

my momma, lonely maid
got her buns in the oven,
and she never got laid

my papa, renaissance man,
sailed away and he never came back again

Karl came from behind me and gently kissed my forehead. "don't be stressed. i'm sure it'll be fine."

all my troubles on a burning pile
all lit up and i start to smile
if i, catch fire then i change my aim
throw my troubles at the pearly gates

I smiled as I sat up and looked at the letter that was placed into the envelope, the paper was folded nicely.

all your woe begones be gone
i said all your troubles,
you don't need a thing

As the soothing voice came from the radio, I wondered what was written and why it was delivered to me.

all my troubles in a burning pile
all lit up and i start to smile
if i, catch fire then i change my aim
throw my troubles at the world again

Although, those questions were soon to be answered.

it goes, all my troubles in a burning pile
all lit up and i start to smile
if i, catch fire then i'll take my turn
to burn burn and burn, and burn and burn

The song stopped there, I heard Karl turn the radio off as it ended.

Milton jumped onto my lap and laid there. I stroked him and I took the letter out and slowly unfolded it.

"karl."

Karl sprinted over to me. "what happened?"

"i don't want to read it." I whispered.

"you have to." He sat down next to me.

"but— fine.." I turned to the letter.

He held my hand. "it'll be okay."

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[ the letter ]
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hello charlotte. it's your dad. i'm sure you won't forgive me for the things i have done but i am really sorry and i apologize. my mental health wasn't good at the time and it took it off on you and your mother. i am sorry. i know you won't believe it but i am. all the trauma i have caused you. the things you had to see. the stuff i said to you. i'm so sorry for what i have done and i hope you forgive me, you probably won't but i just want you to keep this letter for me. my sanity has been better lately and i've realized how much damage i've done to you. i'm not sure if you recognized me when i gave you this but if you did please write back and leave it on your porch. thank you.