segunda-feira, 7 de janeiro de 2013

One breath of her hair

You can't express every feeling that you have every moment that you have them. But I love that you get cold when it is 71 degrees out. I love that it takes you an hour and a half to order a sandwich. I love that you get a little crinkle in your nose when you're looking at me like I'm nuts. I love that after I spend day with you, I can still smell your perfume on my clothes. And I love that you are the last person I want to talk to before I go to sleep at night. I have promises and miles to go before I sleep.


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