June 2012
I can still feel the happiness in our memories. I can still feel how real my smile was with you. I can still feel your smell around me sometimes. I know that I miss you, I know that I care about you,
Jag har börjat fundera på döden. Börjat fått syner/tankar. Varje liten tanke handlar om att jag skadas allvarligt i en trafikolycka.. att jag slängde mig framför bilen. När ja sedan ligger på
Wish I could die in your arms, looking into those darkbrown eyes, hearing that beautiful voice, feeling you close, and be loved by you, for the last time.