I miss home, i miss the peace that I had staying at my mothers house. There was something about the atmosphere that made me feel whole & @ peace. I miss my room so much & my bed.
I miss him. I miss how it was the beginning, I miss chatting to him till I fell asleep. I miss how magical my life felt cause he was in it.I miss the affection that he gave me.
I miss Jesus, I know that he's always with me, but I just need him to move me into the path which will make me whole & at peace again.
