What I was thinking while at my parties

     Every time I threw parties I walked around my mansion looking everyone's faces for my love, Daisy. I thought by now she would've heard of my parties and I would've seen her at least one of them. To my sadness, she hasn't. I wish she would so badly. The only reason I throw all these parties is for the hope that one day she’ll show up. Heck, I don’t even like parties. I don’t enjoy drinking and personally when I look around at these people I feel as though they all just look like idiots. I can’t really imagine Daisy at one of these parties anyone. She’s too pure and classy. I just want her to show up so she can see that I throw these spectacular parties just for her and all the work I aimlessly put in just for her to one day walk through the doors of my house that I bought directly across from her house from across the water. I thought about what it would be like if she showed up to one. Would I get nervous? Or would I run up to her and act like it hasn't been years since I've last seen my love. I've had many thoughts and dreams of her showing up and how we would walk around my yard and just talk for hours and hours and catch up on our lives. I wonder if she’s in love or I wonder if she’s happy. I sure hope she is. After looking for her the whole night I give up and just go hide in my room. I think about all the people down there who probably know Daisy, but I really couldn't think of any. So I stay hidden in my room. Someone has to come through these doors one day who might know of my love Daisy.