Saturday, January 29, 2011


I like sleeping in your bed
I like knowing what is going on inside your head
I like takin time and I like your mind and I like when your hand is in mine
I like getting drunk on the tunes by the beach
I like picking strawberries
I like cream teas and I like reading ghost stories
My… heart skips a beat every time that we meet
It’s been a while and now your smile is almost like a memory
But then you’re back and I am fine ‘cause you’re with me
And I’m in love… with you
And I… can’t find the words to make it sound unique… but…

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