You.
Yes you.
You know who you are.
You are missed.
Each day I think of at least one thing I want to share
but there is so much more.
Each day I think of how I would like to be doing something with you
but there is so much more
Right now I just want to hold you and talk
feel your heart and your breath
touch your skin and hear your voice
I want to watch us grow old
Am I silly, stupid, ridiculous for thinking this?
I don't know
but it is how I feel
Friday, October 16, 2009
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