I remember the night back home when I sat there crying over nothing. Then I remember what I was thinking..."I wish my Daddy loved me." No one should be unsure of that fact, but I am.

Then now in Hawaii, I'm supposed to be away from it all right? It's worse because now I have no one to lean on. I cried because Renee's entry, I cried because he wasn't talking to me, and best of all, i cried because no couples are on the beach having a romantic moonlite stroll. All couples need their walks.

I want mine.