… its the little things that get me through the day.
Mommy bringing me home La Madeline tomato soup.
Getting a phone call from that certain someone.
Stupid “Max moments”.
Dancing and releasing my stress.
I’ve been missing Kenz a lot lately. Just when I think things are getting better, something just happens that makes my emotions just crumble to pieces. What I try to focus on is the wonderful memories that I have of Kenz. I was so so lucky to have known her and become her friend and neighbor. There are so many things I wish I could tell her… Like I figured out what the lyrics of that song actually was and not what we were actually singing. Or about a guy I like right now. And that its official I’m going to move to New York in a year… All I can do is know that she’s in a better place and I guess already knows all this. I wish I could see her face, and give her hugs, and hear her beautiful voice.
Thank you for the memories Kenz. I feel honored to have been your friend. Olive Oil sweetie.