The worst part for me about coming to jail was losing my girlfriend. I know everybody says there are plenty of fish in the sea, but when you really are in love with someone and you lose them, it hurts more than anything.
When I first got in here (this time), all I did was hold onto the thought that she would wait for me 'til I got out - no matter how long it takes.
I was stupid of course.
After a month or so, I never thought I would hear from her again. She didn't visit, write a letter or anything.
After five months, she finally came to see me - which got my hopes up.
And then, once again she stopped coming again.
Well anyway, if you're wondering how much I've heard from her in the last 10 months, all I got was three letters and two visits.
This is the most painful thing I've ever had to endure.
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