I don't think im ready for school next week.
Honestly, I dont know if i'll ever be ready.
Every time i see something relating to my situation it kills me a little bit more inside, and it seems like thats all the time.
Im scared that i'll forget what he looks like, or sounds like.
I really wish that I could hear his voice again, just one last time, or see him, and not in any picture, but in the flesh.
I don't know what to do.
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