Tomorrow I start my first day of work I hope everything will turn out fine. My mind is starting to think of the past again and I really miss the days when I had nothing to worry about. I need a girl I can call my own.

I can almost feel her lips shaking and begging in fear crashing against mine garbing on to me for dear life praying the moment can last for an eternity because she has only seen me in her dreams she cant feel the ground or hear the world around her because she is flying on cloud 9 with me in the sky.