Life is so pefect when your away, the rush of everything is gone, but then you arrive home, and it starts again. When your away you miss no one, but when you come home you miss so badly it hurts. when i was away i thought not ONCE of you, but now i'm back home and you sneak back again, i see your picture AND GRRR, why? I want to leave again away to crown collage and forget about you, for another weekend or two.