im amy, 17 years old, inked, pierced and lives for hockey, dating someone truly amazing.
It has been a year or two since I last saw your face.
That smile that always made
me feel right at home . I try to tell myself
that I don't miss you, and I'm getting pretty
good at it overtime. It's just at night, staring
up at the starless sky with tears down my
cheeks, I know it's not true. I know.[/center]



