Jun 08, 2004 14:39
I sit here at work...bored, tired, out of breath, hot...and all the while I just think all day...i think all day about how I miss you with every passing moment. I want to be with you right now...you make me the happiest person. i love you. only an hour to go untill i can leave this hell hole i call work. an hour till i can speak to you.