You

by Kelsie Deel   Jun 6, 2006


As i sit up on this hill and look down at the people below all i can see is your face. All i can think of is how much i miss you and me together. All i hear is your voice telling me goodbye. Then i see you walking toward me and i feel the touch of your hand against my shoulder. We're back at this place again. Back where memories were made, hearts were broken, and lives were changed.

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