WHERE
ART THOU WARNEFORD
Lindsay…
come home… I miss you too much!
My
best friend moved to California in the fall of 2003. She
first decided to move away from our cold country to be with
a man. She fell in love and decided to stay in Venice Beach
with him. Months had passed and since, she decided that
she is better off on her own spending time meeting interesting
people and visiting the ocean.
I
really miss her. I miss her a lot. And I want her to come
home. She wants me to visit, but it’s hard to travel
when you’re a college student (no time or money). I’m
happy for her and proud that she’s accomplishing so
much, but there’s no one else in the World like her
to me.
I
know we’ll see each other again soon… but it won’t
be soon enough…
I
wrote this poem for her:
WHERE
ART THOU WARNEFORD
I
have this best friend Lindsay, but I haven't seen her in
awhile.
The
memory of her is starting to fade, fading with her smile.
You see, my best friend left me... to be with the ocean
blue.
But
now being here without her, I don't know what to do.
It's
been so long since we met. I run out of words to say.
I
only hope she knows inside... I think of her everyday.
Times
are changing quickly and she's growing up so fast.
I
wonder if she remembers... remembers about the past.
I
have this best friend Lindsay, but I haven't seen her in
awhile.
And
although it has been a long time, I'll try to keep a smile.
~The
Journals of D…
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