A smooth sea never made a skillful sailor.

Thursday, July 29, 2010

we were seventeen when you were taken from me... i miss you more each year. i wonder about you... what you are doing, where you are, if you are at peace. i often wonder if you ever watch me, and know that the smile on my face is because i was thinking of you. your photo is always with me, it stays in the frame you gave me. it will never leave my hands... i promise. one day we will be together again, and we'll lay on my front lawn and laugh at the stars, & everything will be perfect.

always & forever;

bean..

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