10-13-10
Carla,
His mind drifted off in class again, and he’s truly missing you… you’re oh so soft heart, Carla you were his air, and without you, he was surly to stop breathing soon.
He signed, regaining his composure and stumbling back to the same work that had been laying on his desk, it had been there for some time now, though he doesn't really work at it anymore and he doesn't exactly know why. He used to be a real school boy and now all he does is shade in these hearts that the he drew in the lower right sector of his English paper, the stains of dried tiers portray collections of galaxies’ and stars throughout his paper, he made a promise to one day travel theses galaxies and stars with her, unfortunately for his lose, he looks down as tiers continue to roll.
I miss you Carla, true love.
-shawn
