Z.S.



I miss you more than I can even explain. It all started from one yellow
rose hooked to your keys in my mail box and ended with more than a dozen
roses to try to get me back. If I only knew then what I know now, some way,
some how, I wouldn't now be looking back wishing and wanting you right now.
We have been apart for sometime now and I know you want nothing to do with
me, but, if there is any way I can get to you I'm going to. I love you and
miss you more than life itself. I'm so sorry for many things. If you're
willing to talk, you know were to find me.- B.C.

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