Ides.
I love your voice, he says.
But can you love me, I think, wonder.
Outwardly … I smile as brightly as I can.
And wonder, wonder, wonder so much about everything else.
And this was Tuesday.
I love your voice, he says.
But can you love me, I think, wonder.
Outwardly … I smile as brightly as I can.
And wonder, wonder, wonder so much about everything else.
And this was Tuesday.
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Who CAN’T love you?
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Oooooh!
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I love you…and all I have are beautiful pictures and your words. Loves,
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🙂
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I need more details about these boys and your life and adventures in general, please.
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Yes, don’t be so cryptic. I need details, sister!
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details, lady! 🙂
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I third or fourth it .. details!
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It’s funny. The first thing I thought of is “I don’t know what her voice sounds like”. About a year ago, a guy I met online and have been emailing for about four years, called my cell about a friend of his who was in my town. The first thing he said on my voice mail was “Wow! Four years and this is the first time I’ve heard your voice! Now I don’t remember why I called.”
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