Thursday, May 31, 2007

its very cold, very rainy, very windy

and i miss him

he would come home from work, hands freezing from an hour on his scooter. wearing a black coat, my scarf, probably my socks

freezing

we would make a cuffatea, and start to chop potatoes for dinner

resting my head against his shoulder was a good feeling

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