Tuesday, April 01, 2008
And I love the gentle look on your face when you rest your head upon your arm, the little smile left on your face as you drift off into dreamland, the almost-inaudible words that you whisper in a half-dreamy tone. But most of all I think I love the way you flutter your eyes when you first awake and miss the boy in the faraway land.
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