i love her.
im missing you @ 2:51 p.m. on 2003-02-04
I've been sitting here in this dark, cold room. My brain harmonizes with the hum of the space heater.
She won't leave my mind. Thoughts of her are constant.
I want to be with her now. I want to hold her hand and kiss her lips. I want to lay with her in bed.
I don't want to sit here, alone...teary-eyed and un-whole.
I am strong...but this love is so much more than that.
I find that the word "love" isn't even powerful enough for these feelings.
