Your little monster.
Wednesday, August 01, 2012
You're the straw to my berry.
You're like the rain after a hot sunny day.
You're like the smell of a new book.
You're the chill down my spine.
You're the smoke to my high.
You're the rainbow after the rain.
I don't say this often (for god knows why) but you're the reason that I'm happy.
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