I know this is risky, but I need to see her. I miss those beautiful long blonde locks and her blue eyes.
When my mom died in was the most difficult time of my life, but she was there and it made everything okay. But then my idiot dad decided it would be a good idea to move to Florida, what was wrong with California.
I already bought a plane ticket, now I'm waiting to get on the plane.
No natter how hard i try i cant get her put of my head. Its like the song that constantly comes up on the radio, and it gets stuck in your head and it wont come out no matter how hard you try. Thats how she makes me feel.
Some people actually think she had something to do with my moms murder. I refuse to believe them. How could they? I mean seriously, cant you have some respect?
I know that if i go back, everyone is going to start asking questions, but i want to see her, i cant go on like this.
Its been eating me alive, its like im missing a part of me.
Her laugh.
Her eyes.
Her hair.
Her body.
Her legs.
Her hands.
Her smile.
Her nose,lips,mouth,hips,thighs.
Her everything.
Shes my everything.
