My friend

I think about you all the time. It seems that never a moment goes by that you are not on my mind. It just does not seem fair the way things turned out between us. I keep hope that one day you will be at my house when I get home and you will say to me what Juno said...that you love me. I probably should not hold my breath should I? I try to play the tough game but it does not seem to work out very well. So tonight again I sleep and dream about you. I still ask why and wonder if you ever think about me. I miss you and miss holding your hand. Wishes and fairy tales ain't it.