| Saturday, February 21, 2009 |
| Too perfect. |
It was awesome. Lying in bed, with the beloved. My head fitted perfectly on his shoulder. It was perfect, almost too perfect. Too good to be true.
Reality strikes when the clock rang. It was a dream, a dream that i never will want to wake up to. It was the second one this week. Morven drove ystd, we went for dinner at the vines. Then Labrador park, finally home. It was like trip down memory lane, every place and every thing reminded me of him. He was all over my mind, and it sucks.
Its not easy. Really, its not. |
posted by Jessamine @ 11:00 PM  |
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