Ashleys POV

Alright so if anyone didn’t know county hospitals food is enough to put someone in the hospital the stuff is disgusting. The lady put something she said was jello on my plate but it does not look like jello actually it doesn’t even look edible im not eating this stuff.  Anyways Paula has gone to find a hotel for the next few nights. I told her she was more than welcomed to stay with me but she insisted she did not want to impose. So after about an hour of us both insisting I caved and let her go find a hotel promising that if I got any news on spencer I would call her.  So since I am not eating and I have no one to talk to I think I will write something for Spencer to read when she gets up. So here it goes.

You’ve gone away now but only for a little while. I pray and beg you to come back  for  you leaving  would take away my life and the very essence of breathe from my lungs.  You mesmerize me. Even in your sleepless slumber you leave me captivated. And at a loss for all words or sense of feeling.  I wish I could describe in words how exactly you make me feel. And I wish you could see yourself as I see you. You are flawless in every single way. Pull me out of the air and back to the ground. I long for your touch once more. With you gone like this I simply cant live. You complete me in every sense of the word. Your love is like a burning passion through my veins and without that burning passion I will surley parish so I wait for you to return to me. To bring back the burning bassion and the breathe I long for. 

Don’t know if I like that one and I have a new thought lets try again

It always tastes like rain on those useless Saturday afternoons. And you always seem to wonder why I never complete those thoughts. You know the ones you wish id say but you would always seem to hear. It amazes me how with you words are mute and meaningless for one gaze in my eyes is all you need to know everything I am trying to say. Close the windows for that rain keeps coming down I long for the sun to shine again and for these thought to leave my mind again.  The rain only comes when you gone so I beg of you to come back to come back for my arms are empty and weary without you here.  I cant take this rain any more im soaked all the way through and im cold and shaking now.  Watch the rain through the window as it pours the rhythmic pattern as it hits the ground. It reminds me of us. Reminds me of how we are untouchable and yet we never touched until we hit the ground. It always tastes like rain on those useless Saturday afternoons. And the rain is my only comfort when your gone.  Because as soon as the rain stops I know you’ve returned.