january 7, 1999
huggin is such a wonderful thing. to be so close that you can smell her hair.
to wrap her so tightly that you can feel heat, and along your back she controls your
spine with gentle fingertips. i miss allot of things but i reach for the companionship.
if only i could go back and change things i think i would have always been happy.
the good times were so perfect. it all could have been so perfect. but patience is a virtue, and a difficult one at that. but i still have the memories. thank god for those.
i love her as i always will.