7.16.2011
I was at my house, with my mother when you said it. I had done nothing, but anticipated your arrival. I had done nothing, but make gifts for you for the past hour. there was just no rhyme or reason. my mind was completely focused on you; that is why it hurts. it's a new day, good morning sunshine; i'll just tuck yesterday away. i have nothing to actually complain about.
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