Her

I long to see her now.....to met her......I wonder if I have her smile, if I'm pretty like her......if my hair is like hers.....

Going to things like this........it still hurts, guess I never grew out of it. It only reminds me that I'm not REALLY part of the family, maybe in words, but not blood wise......I won't ever look like them, won't ever have their personaility, don't have any of their smiles, or looks, or hair.....

I miss her, I've never seen her or met her.....but I bet we would have a connection.