She will not talk. And sometimes it's the right thing to do. Sometimes you have to flash that glance that says move away step away back off. She will brood and ponder.
cogitate meditate ruminate. Fix it soon my bee. Or come home and I'll fix it for you.
cogitate meditate ruminate. Fix it soon my bee. Or come home and I'll fix it for you.
2 comments:
Sometimes just being there fixes a lot of things...all fixed, and you was there! i lowes you, my baybeee!
u make me cry..
Post a Comment