The Dandelion Love Language... & other good things
Saturday, November 14, 2009
"guessing names"
Sometimes my shoulders smell like her.
I'll be sitting at work and all of a sudden I'll smell her.
I'll look up expecting to see her in front of me...
and then I realize that it's really me.
and I smile because she's still close.
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