2004-10-03 - 11:54 p.m.
To see you when I wake up
Is a gift I didn't think could be real.
To know that you feel the same as I do
Is a three-fold, utopian dream.
You do something to me that I can´t explain.
So would I be out of line if i said
I miss you.
I see your picture,
I smell your skin on the empty pillow, next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days
But already I´m wasting away.
I know I´ll see you again
Whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care
And, I miss You.
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When you call me sweetheart late at night and i can hear your voice saying my name it makes me melt. And then it makes me wonder if things will actually get better. I think they will. He kissed me hard in the movies today and slid his hand up between my legs i couldnt help but shake... i dont want to get broken again.
Lindsey
