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Lost days, pictures fade.
Sunday, January 24, 2010

“Love doesn't make the world go 'round. Love is what makes the ride worthwhile.”



Good morning world. Just got up. How i wish i could sleep longer so i wouldnt miss you so much. When im up i tend to miss you so much and my heart aches. Work starts at 1 in the noon today and i have nothing to do now. Sitting at my balcony and you're just running through my mind. When the wind blows and it reaches my face and sweeps through my hair, it reminds me of your touch and scent. I stare at the ceiling and i see us.

Gah, Do you think i dont miss youu baby? I do. I do. I do.