Seeing the night sky, the stars, the moon, the plane flying high reminds me of someone whom i, indeed, can’t get over. Does that sound funny? I don’t wanna to think about him, but most of the time i do. I really treasure the moments we talk although they are short ones. I know i am not an important person in your heart anymore, but it hurts knowing this. Sorry dear, I was too young to see you were always there for me.
P.S. I Love You!
akhara
hi friend good to hear you