I still get butterflies at the thought of you. I need you to know that, but not really. It's beyond time I let go of my crush although I sense there will be no end in sight. To me, you are still the bees' knees.
Maybe one day I'll get to rest my head in the crook of your neck and breathe you in again. Maybe our lips will meet again. Maybe I'll get to stare into your beautiful chestnut eyes and melt away... again.
Maybe...
*smooches...fighting the feeling*
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my thug status is in jeopardy...over a freakin DUDE, son!
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4 comments:
hmmm, this better not be who I think it is!
@the f$%k-it list: it's not. this is an old crush that won't leave me be LOL
I think I know who it is. I just love LOVE! *flutters eyelashes*
I'm okay with that old flame as long as it's not EL LAMO.
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