Love in Question
By naninina
he doesn't like flowers "they die", he says i'm thinking, "as long as your love doesn't" san francisco is a romantic city we wander around chinatown, looking for a dim sum place we sit in the dark and watch a band we have a drink and fall in love all over again the way he put my hand inside his sweater's pocket, only to find a jewel box, with a pretty cat-eye blue bracelet inside it oh it's almost midnight now and he hasn't called i haven't seen him for days wonder why i haven't missed himThis one is a bit mellow. But you know how I feel, don't you? ps. I'm kind of experimenting with this one. Written March 7th, 2002 © on Aug 06 2002 10:17 PM PST 18 • 0 • 8
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"he doesn't like flowers..."