I pulled out that picture of you yesterday, the one you don't really like. I remembered everything about you, your favorite color, your favorite song, what you wanted to be when you get older, and the songs that reminded you of us. Then I realized, I was crying the whole time, and I accidently ruined that picture of you. I guess thats ok, because you never liked it anyways & I'm afraid; I'm afraid that I might never talk to you again. And I won't feel the same about anyone the way I feel when I'm with you. I'm afraid that you'll find someone else and feel different for some other girl. And I'll just be an old school memory.

*sighs* ahh, it's the truth...love yall!

allie            p.s. this wasnt written by me...but it is how i feel...