Sunday, January 4, 2009
you
i count the minutes until you text me backlook out the window every three seconds when you say you're on your way... even when I know it takes you over an hour to get here.wish you were with me just so i could get your opinion on some tiny thing or hear you laugh at me when i do something stupiddont mind one bit when you tease me even tho i say i dolove it when you tickle mehate it when you forget to calland miss you terribly right now.
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