And she'll never know your story like I do

Kentucky fried chicken breakfast.
Not really nice waffles and scrambled egg.
I screamed her name, she came over with a rather irritated face.

Life is good with all the good people.
I think four is perfect to me.
We are done, left with packaging and labeling.

I regret not walking over to kiss him.
I miss him so much, it has been almost five weeks.
We shall and will catch up soon.

Another long day tomorrow.
And cravings here i come.
I still cannot believe i shrieked like a girl (well i am a girl, just not little) when i saw your picture.

I guess i miss you.

// don't we all just wanna feel alive?