Tuesday, September 20, 2005

An ode to a piece of my furniture...

It's always the little things that you do that have touched me the most. Like fighting to keep awake just cos I have something to say..or asking me how I am the exact moment I'm thinking nobody cares.What about cooking me breakfast while I'm smiling and snoring away..or holding my hand when I'm crosisng the street..

I'm writing this because like all human beings I forget..So when I'm ungrateful, and you're starting to think the worst of me..I just want you to know that in the long run..I'll never forget...Gracias

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