Building a mystery ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- longing He's a big hug and a warm cup of tea. It's the smell of him on our sheets, his scent that lingers in the air like the sweetest perfume. These are the things I miss the most when he's gone and the things that he still manages to do, even when he's half way round the world. Tonight I miss him more than words........... 7:49 p.m. - 2009-11-24 ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- |
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