Sunday, June 20, 2004

How Much

I hope you know how much I miss you. How much I wish I could pick up the phone and call you. How much I wish I could see you on IM, even though you are bald, yellow, smiley face. How much I feel so content and happy right now. The missing part doesn't ache as much anymore because something else has taken its place, love. It was always there but unsure of itself. Not anymore.