March 2010
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“My sun may never rise the way it did with you
And he may never kiss me the way that you’d do
But at least he makes me feel like a part of his life
At least he doesn’t make me cry
I know I can call him mine.” —Call Him Mine by Tata Young
And he may never kiss me the way that you’d do
But at least he makes me feel like a part of his life
At least he doesn’t make me cry
I know I can call him mine.” —Call Him Mine by Tata Young
Dear Brain, sorry for overloading you with thoughts of him.
Dear Tummy, sorry for all the butterflies.
Dear Pillow, sorry for all the tears.
Dear Heart, sorry for all the damage.
