Looking at our old photograph, closing my eyes and wishing to go back. Stareing into your smiling eyes, you were so happy then, and yes, then so was I. Touching your face and hoping that you could somehow really feel, or maybe at least think of me wherever time or place that you may be. Talking to this memory ,If only you could hear me... We used to talk every day and night, Now you are in my head from the time I awake till I turn out the light. Please call me and tell me what I wat to hear, tell me that you miss me and that you will come back to me here, today, so that I can move on forward from our memories of yesterday. Oh the phone is finally ringing, please let it be you....
