Dear You, I'm Sorry...

Ever since I was eighteen and was living out on my own, I walked the streets. Maybe not the best idea in the world considering this is Chicago. But I had been walkingthe streets in the late hours for nearly four years before i nearly tripped over him. That's how we met actually. Peter Lewis Kinston Wentz. I can't believe I never saw him before. He told him later that night, over Starbucks, that he had for the past two years been walking this same area.

I'm stopping Now I don't want to give to much away please read its gonna be something.....I hope.