Life threw my angel a curve-ball and tossed things into a mixed-up can of nuts.
Now we're both tossed like a salad and trying to find a compass.
Since I am mortal, I can only bestow the gift of love and value. I want this angel to find her wings and share the love she was gifted to share.
As always, I'm simply a commentator. Sharing.
I miss my Angel. You shown upon me a bright light. I miss it.
I know you know who you are. I know you know who I am. I'm missing you and I know you are missing love, too. I'd love to share. Certain sista, I miss ya!!