Lost Memories
August 25, 2008
A long time ago I was invited over to my best friends beach house, it was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, I think it still is. One of those moments I find myself thinking about a lot when i’m upset or down to cheer me up. It’s sad sometimes too, you can’t imagine how beautiful it is there. The picture tells one story but being there, waking up and sitting up in bed to have that be the first thing you see in the morning, it’s amazing. I miss him sometimes, a lot, I miss being at the beach with him, watching him surf and wipe and have my heart skip a beat for him until he gets back on his board.

Those were some really good days, days i’ll never ever forget!