I miss you. I miss how we used to talk. I miss how you looked at me and cared. I miss how important I was, how importantly we all were in your eyes. I miss how certain you were of your God. I miss your smile, and your joy for life in the hardest times. I miss how your eyes twinkled when you looked at your son. I miss talking to you, I miss how you listened with an open ear and an open heart. I miss how you knew the right answer. I miss you.
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HAHA I left my comment on the wrong blog. . . tee hee. . .so yah, here it is AGAIN =S :
Heyyyy Ames =D Just droppin in on the ol' bloggerino! Nice place you have here. . . good view and all that jazz ;)Haha, anywho, from the sounds of it you're talkin about. . . Rob? He sounds like he was an absolutely amazing individual and I wish that I could've met him. The fact is though, that you did, and you'll always have your memories with him; don't ever forget that, because he'll always be with you in some way. If you're talking about someone COMPLETELY different however, just forget everything that I just said. . . . I hope you're okay though, and if you need to talk, you know the # .
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*Jr's Lover
WE WANT TO SEE GRAD PHOTOS!!!!!
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