Nostalgia
I awoke crying...and I don't mean a sniffle here and there...I was sobbing. I asked her if she was going to come back and she said that she didn't know. Then she got in the van and left. It felt so real, just how I remember her last. Will I ever see her again? Will she care to see me? Or even remember who I am? I cry as I write this...hoping one day, somehow...to see her again...not as the 7 year old little girl I remember best, but as a beautiful grown woman. I will tell her how I never forgot her and I will love her always.