I miss my friend Always making each other laugh and exploring the world…when it was new I miss your hands in my hair, moving a pin in place. My hair was never as neat as yours. I miss you gentle eyes and the love you had for me. Your smile. Our trials
I miss my friend Always making each other laugh and exploring the world…when it was new I miss your hands in my hair, moving a pin in place. My hair was never as neat as yours. I miss you gentle eyes and the love you had for me. Your smile. Our trials