Most of my day was spent in my bed. I couldn't really sleep last night because I constantly kept waking up and getting up. I tried my best to just chill for once since my body got fed up with me and gave me no choice but to stay in the bed. I guess I deserved it. So, last night my father took me to dinner and we talked about the old days and how we really can't remember a thing about it. It's so murky and clouded. Somehow, I think that we trained ourselves to forget it all. I can barely recollect Miss U ever physically being there, although I know she was. I know that I was always fed, the house was always cleaned, and my room was always cleaned too. But it seemed like more of a glance of her than anything else. Then oddly enough, I yearned for her invisible presence for years. Strange.
I was sick tonight but my "altered plans" ended up alright. So instead of the initial plans, he cooked & we had good conversation and watched the debates. Yes, the debates. Over a cup of hot tea, we talked about lots of things. It was nice.
I wish that time would stand still, is this apart of a film? We could watch the clip all day. Like a portrait of you and I.
Why not take this chance and come fly with me. . .
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rest .
dont over load yourself.
imy.
oh so that's why you haven't called. . .well we love you. and miss you. and think of you everyday.
are the words in the italics your own?
flyy..
nope nush, it's from the song i told you to look up. . listen closely.
Mama, I miss you everyday too.
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