I won't tell you that I miss you,
but I do.
Pasta & television & some geese at the end. Tells me it's ready for a valley of horses and my bed.
I lost my ukulele on a train, and got it back again, missed my sound check but was in time for the performance, and got free falafel from a guy I would kiss and hug and kiss, if only there wasn't a counter in between. And then I saw his face, and I was a believer.
Don't you wish your boyfriend was awesome like mine.
Enough of the talking. Ciaaaaoooooooooww. x