Death of the season...

Mar 02, 2004 16:39

the sun is shining outside.
the weather is not so bitter anymore.
i've fallen asleep next to you the last four nights.
i've woken up next to you the last four days.
i want to do this everyday.
i want you there when i come home.
i want to be there when you come home.
i want to make you dinner and breakfast.
i want you to be the one i see first thing in the morning and the last thing i see at night.
i want you...
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