well, it’s been a couple weeks.  Still thinking about her.  I really think the summers are the worst.  We had so much fun in the summer.  We did so much together.  It felt like every other weekend we were taking a trip somewhere, going to some kind of festival, going riding, or something.  Looking back, it really was one of the best summers of my life, if not the best.  God I miss her.  It’s getting bad sometimes.  When i close my eyes I see her face or her legs or her foot with her little columbine flower on it.   I still remember everything she loves and likes.  I remember everything.   I really wish i could forget.

Every time I hear that song “boys of summer” by Don henley.  I think of her.  man.  what i wouldn’t give just to hold her one more time.  to feel her hand in mine.  See her eyes again.

Just needed to vent a little bit.