Jomar Patria
remembering the girl i spent a week with away from family and friend just her and i and motel 6 in a old beat 88 chevy pickup. Climbing mountains and enjoying life. That was heaven..people have different heavens...mine was at 11PM inside a motel room talking with my best friend for hours loving one another, i never poured out myself to anyone like i did her..shes the only one that knows my darkest secrets and painful past & I hers..no one will have me like you did. No one..