Saturday, August 8, 2009

I can't stop dreaming about you.


I know you're not here anymore billy, I wish you were. I want to say that I wasn't in love with you, cause I really don't know what love is, but I'm not really sure about that one. It's been over a month, and I miss the crap out of you. I always will, you were like one of my really good friends, you knew basically everything about me. I wake up crying just to the thought of you being gone. i love you.