yoyi
I miss running around in the backyard and through the lil' grapevine... and i miss sitting underneath the big wooden dinning room table with adrian. She never cooked, but i do miss the guacamole she made one day and chips she served them with. I miss the way the smell of guayava reminded you of the creaky steps as we sat on their porch on a sunday afternoon. but most of all i miss them just like you.
[2004-01-13 02:44:42]

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