her'... the times we would talk she would roll her hair around her finger and sigh before replying and the moments she would set her glasses down on the keboard lean back in her chair and think about something i said and think of a song she wanted to listen to... the times she sent a small part of her world to me in music that defined the moments... i miss these things with her my friend... the smallest things make the biggest impressions on my heart when i think of her and all the times she made me laugh... i miss her...my friend,,, my best friend,,, the voice in the music that made me want to change...
P.S. islu P&J