MY day part 2

I just took my fisrt lunch break in 2 months. I tried to pass the time by reading my book. I couldn't keep reading after a few pages. The main heroin reminded me too much of Michelle. Every word they used to describe her pierced right through me. In this place of memories it is hard to stay aleart. My mind keeps wandering, remembering old times. Good times. It hurts to remember them, they make me want to cry. I am aking for the moment I am off duty so I can race away from this land of misserable joy... or maybe I am trying not to leave out of fear that I will forget. I don't want to forget her, but it hurts so much to remember....