October 5, 2011
She missed him, josh, her joshua. It was different this time. This time she was millions of miles away from his sexy body, away from the memorie scenes. She wanted to cry but needed, felt compeled, not to cry like a little baby. It was weird to see things without him and his ever frowning face, most of all she missed him tonight. His body wasn’t there to ensure her safty nor was his voice to tell her what he wanted to do the next day. She was in washington D.C and he was in georgia, putting his tounge down Sarahas throat. This she knew because she broke up with him three months ago and he had moved on to Saraha.