I miss all the times we shared—the good, the ugly, and the bad.
I remember when I was in high school, I met the girl of my life. The minute I laid eyes on her, I knew she was the one for me. I can still remember how she would play with my blonde hair, wrap her arms around me, and tell me how much she loved me. I miss all the times we shared—the good, the ugly, and the bad. I still remember how beautiful she was, with her long brown hair, blue eyes, and perfect smile. I miss being able to hold her in my arms and never letting go. She and I had a lot in common and loved each other so much. Sadly, she passed away eight years ago. I wish I could live that connection I had with her again.
