Scouts Human, Penny...

Little park on Spring near Between 5th & 4th, east side, Los Angeles CA

Description

I'm at a loss for words Everytime I see you. But only because...the words are lost. I'm going to find them, but who knows how long that might take? What if Speech returns too late, or never comes at all? Would the most important thing I ever had to say, be left unsaid? I can't take that chance. So when our paths Cross again i will Point to this Just so I know That you know What I am saying. Know what I'm saying? :)