not a moment wasted
if i could spend the rest of the summer in his arms,
there would never be another summer to match it.
if my life could really end with a sunny house and a border collie and a white breakfast table and a big green lawn,
i would count my life well-lived.
it has been a long time since i’ve been as content
as i just was.
home is where the heart is
(and he’s in d.c.).
i needed this reminder of hope and beauty
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that sounds wonderful, dear. ((Noelle))
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aint that the truth love.
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Today, he snuck up behind me while I was looking in the mirror.He put his arms around me, kissed my neck, and said:”It’s good to be home. Home is where the heart is, isn’t it?”And I adore him for doing things like that. I’m glad we’re both happy. Love,
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and other “he” is in manhattan…and then new york… what is it with these boys and traveling? *shakes head* <3Erin
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you are so right. xx
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A white breakfast table sounds fabulous; it would make anything on top of it stand out like an amazing treat, don’t you think?
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this is a problem. the OC has become my life now… we sat for like, 5 hours today and just watched the OC. It’s becoming a problem I think… It’s all I want to do anymore… ^.^
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aw. ♥ love?
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