when I feel sick, I love it if you look after me, you kiss my forehead and tell me I'll feel better. you'll rent my favorite film and I'll lay on the sofa with you and rest my head on your chest as we watched it. and in the night when it poured with rain we'll talk quietly about the world.
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
one day we'll
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