I miss you so much
and I can't seem to forget your touch
I'm losing my mind
Looking for a missing piece I can't find
And I'm not sure what to do...
It's late at night
Past my bedtime
And I can't help, but look back at our pictures
I keep on re-reading our messages
and it just seems to get harder and harder
Remember those summer days?
Well they keep replaying in my dreams.
Don't worry
I'll be here waiting for you my dear
Until next time sweetheart...
About the Creator
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Enjoys writing and drinking coffee.
Was I a Model in Japan?
During my time in Nagoya I worked and lived at the strangely famous hostel and café Nagonoya. With its chequered floors and florescent lighting it felt quite dated, but I think that was supposed to be part of the charm. The dorms were always fully booked on weekends with domestic tourists and there was always a buzz in the downstairs café. Camera crews were constantly in and out of the place interviewing the Japanese staff members who worked the café. I think it had something to do with the egg sandwiches. At least that was what was on most of the merchandise, except for that one dishcloth with the owner’s face on it. Was I being employed by a local celebrity?
By Susanna Kiernan5 days ago in Wander
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