On that Sunday morning she woke up with a headache. Hangover from last night. The story of her life... What was anticipated as a cos...
"As I look into your eyes I see the sunrise, The light behind your face helps me realize, Will we sleep and sometimes love until the moon shines, Maybe the next time I'll be yours and maybe you'll be mine..."
Slowly, she was becoming pretty spoiled. He treated her like a princess and everytime she wanted something, she simply bought it. She ...
"My old man is a tough man, But he got a soul as sweet as blood red jam, And he shows me, he knows me, Every inch of my tar black soul, He doesn't mind I have a flat broke down life, In fact he says he thinks it's what he might like about me, Admires me, the way I roll like a rolling stone..."
Since they were together, they came up with a billion things they wanted to do - painting together, watching the night sky with his teles...
"Oh, this is the start of something good, Don't you agree? I haven't felt like this in so many moons, You know what I mean? And we can build through this destruction, As we are standing on our feet. So, since you want to be with me, You'll have to follow through, With every word you say..."
She woke up quite early before her alarm went off but yet felt energized and well rested. Her wrist hurt from the squash less...
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