November 2011
Her.
I keep on finding little reminders that bring me back to the days where I could hold her close and look straight into her eyes. The days where we could sit and do nothing for hours, just talking. I see her in my dreams and when I wake to find it was only my imagination, my heart aches. The bobby pin she left in my car was supposed to be a reminder of the great night we had together, now it just...
