To me you are my rose; every day when I see a beatiful rose I think of you, and miss you, and hope to hold you in my arms. 393 0
I miss how we used to talk every minute of every day & how I was able to tell you everything that was on my mind. I miss our conversations. 373 0
When the night has come and the land’s dark, when the moon is the only light we’ll see, look at the stars; can you count them? I miss you that much. 335 0
