In My Place
Okay, so, he had to remind me, but none the less. Happy one month married-a-versary to my dashing, slightly-aged husband.
To honor this I spent the day watching Sex and the City, but not crying. But lord, do I miss him.
I was scared, tired and under prepared. But I wait for it. And if you go, if you go, leave me down here on my own. Then I’ll wait for you.
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glad you weren’t watching “Gone with the Wind”, floodgates, I tell you, sheer floodgates. *huggs* and happy 1 month!
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I’m not slightly aged! Hmph!
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