I remember waking up in the morning and listening to you brush your teeth. The dogs were downstairs and the bed was still warm. Now all that's left is a packet of instant hot chocolate.
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Sunday, January 4, 2009
Swiss Mistress
Even though you never call and never write, I've still got a soft spot for you. Our love may be cold but the torch I carry for you still burns strong.
I remember waking up in the morning and listening to you brush your teeth. The dogs were downstairs and the bed was still warm. Now all that's left is a packet of instant hot chocolate.
I remember waking up in the morning and listening to you brush your teeth. The dogs were downstairs and the bed was still warm. Now all that's left is a packet of instant hot chocolate.
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