A little over a year ago I was in love with someone. We did not want the same things, so when I knocked on his door, he kept the door closed--when I opened my heart, he said not now.
But he held my hand as we walked at night--he poured my coffee and kissed my lips. He gave me a framed picture of a black bird, and an electric toothbrush just like his.
I'm not in love with him anymore--I don't see him anymore, but I use the toothbrush everyday, and when I do, I think of him.
Friday, January 16, 2009
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Wow !!
A small gesture represents a big moment ...
Good for you Katie !!
You've been using the same toothbrush for a year?
The heads can be replaced but the connections can not. New ones come, but the old ones remain.
What about the blackbird?
The blackbird hangs on my bedroom wall.
Dear Linda-Joyce,
If you don't bugger off, runnerfrog is gonna pummel you with his amphibiphone!
You've been warned phonerf***er!
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