I miss the past,
I miss how things used to be,
I miss the fun,
I miss the laughter,
I miss your lessons,
I miss your voice,
I miss your presence,
I miss how easily I could go up to you & smile,
I miss playing,
talking,
& knowing that you'll always be guiding and there for me,
I miss you.
If only.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
#54 Face It;
Posted by Tash at 3:41 AM
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