Impromptu
And its times like these I wish I was there.
To protect you from clothes
Lying in the corner
that look like monsters at night.
To whisper in your ear
that I'm not going anywhere
and everything's going to be o.k.
I love you Doll... don't be sad. I'll be there soon.
posted by thisisme @ 5:26 PM
3 Comments
3 Comments:
thats so sweet.
you hoar. stealing my lines. (the last one, incidentally)
Nonsense, my dear, I invented electricity.
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