Different Wavelengths
They think they can keep me from her, but they're wrong. The very people, who I blindly used to see as my family, are trying to prevent me from being with the girl I'd give my life for. We've been in love with each other for as long as I can remember. Her name is Daisy, and the mere thought of touching her soft, dark hair again brings tears to my eyes. All I have motivating me to survive is knowing that, if I don't make it home, she'll be left alone to raise the kids. I won't let that happen.