a love story
Today I was thinking of you. Especially of you. I miss you. There are days when I forget about the passing of time because I love you so much. There are times I don't know what I should be doing with my time, it's going by so fast. Everything seems to be empty. Like a candle whose flame liquefies the wax and when it disperses completely it leaves a bulge that sometimes reaches the ground. So is love. She comes and takes its part.