Ran into my room to dive on to my pillow, listening to the wind howls making the branches of the tree tap against my window.
Mad about how fast time goes,
And the season of a great friendship had to end. Oh how I miss my best friend! As the showers fall in September, gently I lay face down in this pillow.
Thinking back of the great times we had, especially in the Summer. Holding more tightly as I the tears fall of each memory I remember…