And there she goes...
20 Sep 2009
Her name's Janyce.
She's french (like me) and we met at school.
We travelled together.
She loves London almost as much as I do.
We've made parties together.
We consider friendship in the same way.
We listen the same music.
We laugh at the same things.
We can be bitches but we're fine together.
We're happy together and I owe her for a lot of the sweet memories I have collected in my young life.
Unfortunately, she's gone. In San Francisco. She's like that, she goes and that's a thing I like about her. I'm not gonna miss her 'cause she's still here with me, in my little box of memories, in my little box full of laughs and tears, in my little box of pictures.
I'm not gonna miss her 'cause she's my Muse.
(See ya soon Darling)