I see her every where.
In my kitchen in the morning
At the counter at the diner
In my room before I fall asleep.
I remember her at the worst times.
Out with my friends
Working on an order
Reading before bed.
I miss her all the time.
Not a day goes by that I don't wish my life still had gusty winds and pouring rain. I want my booming thunder and lightening strikes back.
I want my Storm.
I want my Jena.
(I'm tired)
p.r.
@annabellerichards You're not annoying :) btw they should be posted by Tuesday afternoon at the very latest. I've named her Storm after my friend whom love writing stories and had a pretty interesting life. I just kind of came up with ideas and she would come up with other ideas so on so forth. I haven't updated those stories because she died last november and it's just been difficult to write about her. this has been all over the place im sorry if it makes literally no sense at all. <3