"Raining" all the way home...

I'll come visit you tomorrow.
I haven't done so in quite some time...
I have news to tell you.
You probably know already.
I think you'll be happy.
Happy about me.
I wish you would tell me so yourself.
Pretending is not easy.
I think of you.
I remember all the things we did.
Reading is not the same anymore.
You knew.
I talked.
When did that happen ever again?
Double forks and my hand being "held"...
You always had your way.
I miss you.
I don't ever want to forget.
Did I ever say thank you?
Letting me into my own secrets...
What a fool I've been.
I'll come visit you tomorrow,
it's been a long time...