Sunday, January 4, 2009

Back in Davis and I want to go HOME

To see you when I wake up
Is a gift I didn't think could be real.
To know that you feel the same as I do
Is a three-fold, Utopian dream.

You do something to me that I can't explain.
So would I be out of line if I said "I miss you"?

I see your picture.
I smell your skin on
The empty pillow next to mine.
You have only been gone ten days,
But already I'm wasting away.
I know I'll see you again
Whether far or soon.
But I need you to know that I care,
And I miss you.




Holy crap it hasn't even been ten days
asdf I miss you

East (9:40:55 PM): how'd you sleep last night, eh?
kash (9:41:44 PM): i couldnt really...was jus' laying there...bored looking at my phone pics cuz i was bored...and couldn't stop thinking about what's her face


This is the first time I completely agree with my senior quote:
It's a strange thing, but when you are dreading something, and would give anything to slow down time, it has a disobliging habit of speeding up.

Take me away because I love how you make me feel


k i'm done

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