Favorite Time of the Day is . . .

My favorite time of the day is when I'm sleeping
It's my favorite time for one reason
My reason is...
I get to see Austin
Him the love of my life
I get to see him
That face I wish to see everyday
He put spice in my life
His laugh gave me butterflies
His gray-blue eyes put a glitter in my eyes
His smile so big,pretty,and white
It made me wanna fight when i saw her all over him
I wish I would have told him...
That I loved him
But I knew he never would love me back
I knew the reason I just didn't want to believe it
I couldn't I wouldn't
Then the worst possible thing happened
I felt like all my life was drained from me
I wanted to die that day
I held back the tears so they wouldn't feel bad
I didn't say a word that day
They tried to get me to talk
I didn't I refused
Once I got home I just went to my room
I cried hours after hours after hours
My mom tried get me to stop and eat
But I couldn't I was to repulsed
I love him I tell him everyday
I know no one in my family believes he can hear me
So I tell him in my mind
I tell him in my dreams
But not meaning toI talk my thoughts
I talked my mind to much
I talked about him to much
She slapped me told me to STOP
I cry more than I ever have
She caught me she hit me again
She called the therapist at her work
That lady that calls herself a saint
Shes the devil for all I know
I go there Saturday's,Monday's,and Thursday's
I haven't gotten better
I've only gotten worse
I get better everyday at hiding my crying
It's helped a lot
I haven't been hit since my mom stop catching me
I only cry when I'm asleep or before I go to bed
It's hard for me
I LOVE HIM
Why couldn't he have stayed just for me
That's why my favorite time of day is when I'm sleeping