I keep waiting for it to be over. For her to be back, to wake up, to call or e-mail me.
I keep waiting for someone to call and tell me that it was all a mistake.
I keep waiting.
But she doesn't come back; nobody calls. It wasn't a mistake. How could that be?!
2 Comments:
At 5/1/06 03:01 ,
Julie Kertesz - me - moi - jk said...
wonderfull, youthfull photo!
difficult time
to grow up is difficult too, alas and we always miss them and will
At 6/1/06 08:00 ,
Nana said...
Thank you for your thoughtful and insightful comment. I completely agree with you, and especially like your closing thought. Thanks again! ~Danielle
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