Thursday, September 3, 2009
Hopes as High as Mountains
I'm afraid that I'm letting myself get my hopes up. What if you change your mind or can't make it here? Being at school makes me miss you more than ever. It was so strange to see all the army boys sitting at a table without you. Everyone asks how your doing, how were doing, and how i'm doing. They say they're glad were together and talk about you. It is nice to know that a lot of other people see what I see in you. So many people admire you and adore you.
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