I’m laying beside the window. I keep it opened.
I can see the street lamp in front of Miller Hall. It’s orange.
I close my eyes and I can feel the breeze, the Montana breeze.
I open my eyes.
Hey! Look! Even it’s dark now, but I know there are mountains there!
I’m trying not to cry. I’m trying not to cry. I’m trying not to…. ups. cry.
I close my eyes.
I really wish I can be here again.
I LOVE YOU.
Miller Hall, 427 B
July 31, 2010
With so much love,