so tipsy
31.10.04 1:34 a.m.

I write now when I've been drinking. And I sit here thinking how I miss when Gina would be making ramen right about now. And we'd go into the lounge to eat and watch some tv and then go to bed together.
And how now I'd always kiss her and taste alcohol on her lips. And I could feel the alcohol at the top of my eyes and head and it would make me smile more when I would look at her.
I think of her now and just smile. I miss her a lot, but I love her so.