Sailing Winds

I am sailing on my boat blindly, missing the memories of her. I miss the way she holds me when I am lost somewhere deep and dark without my light. I miss the way she smiled at me when I found I could not find my happyness anywhere else. I miss the way she whispered to me when I thought I could hear nothing in my life. I miss the way she stood by me when I needed her to stand there for me.I am...
June 26th, 2008 at 08:45pm