I Miss You When...
... I'm alone in my room and the sweet smell of your hair comes rushing over to knock over my senses...
...I'm having lunch/dinner with some one but my mind keeps going back to all the times we wined and dined together...
...I'm trying to be a clown but no one laughs from the heart as you do on my jokes...
RaMbLeD bY Fauzan @ 12:35:00 PM
