Saturday, October 14, 2006

Summer is over

I'm missing something
It's my precious summer fling

Listening to his songs. Remember his funny face. Remember his silly jokes. Remember how he done me right. Remember how he done me wrong. Remember how he made me cry. Remember how he made me laugh. Remember how he wishper in my ears. Remember the hours of night phone chat. Remember how we clicked so easily. Remember his fabulous life story. Remember how he snores. Remember how he talks in his sleep. Remember how he touched, how he kissed, how he loved. Remember him, falling in love with me and me falling in love with him.

Summer is over.

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