Ink smears, as thoughts sometimes do. ~Terri Guillemets
Some days so many words rush to my head,
But I don't know how to say them
So I write them instead
Thursday, July 15, 2010
I go walking in your landscape.
There are no words to describe the way you feel sometimes. And there are none to describe how much I love you. Thank you for always being there and giving me a smile. Whenever I see you I still get butterflies.
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