Sunday, July 4, 2010
I miss....
... my friend. I miss walking & talking & laughing. no matter what's going on; no matter how beautiful the days have been, no matter who i'm talking to; no matter who's talking to me; no matter how busy I try to stay, no matter what I'm doing, no matter when I sit amongst my flowers & realize how blessed i am;
I still feel empty.
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