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Sunday, April 06, 2003

One minute, we were composing silly stories in your bedroom.
The next we were making out
with your lip onto mine

I find myself fallin' for you
so easily
But i guess
I would want to know
more of you

i awake the morning after,
feeling almost surreal
that i could still taste your lips on mine

I know I can't wait to see you again.


Missed Calls

9:22 AM


Meadow of mellows
   
watever... comes to mind

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