Sometimes she giggles when I do something fun, or different,
Sometimes she purrs, from the depth of her soul,
Sometimes she claws my back, or bites at my neck...
I don't even know her, still...
Friday, May 29, 2009
Love/Hate
I Love it when This happens!
Her (after the song ends): “I think I took over the lead for awhile”
Me (inside my own head): hum, When was that?
Me: “I love it when you do that!”
I Hate it when This happens!
Her (during a song, after hesitating): “Sorry! I was trying to lead.”
Me (inside my own head): WHY did you stop dancing? Please shut up!
Me: “Don't worry about it, I love dancing with you.”
Her (after the song ends): “I think I took over the lead for awhile”
Me (inside my own head): hum, When was that?
Me: “I love it when you do that!”
I Hate it when This happens!
Her (during a song, after hesitating): “Sorry! I was trying to lead.”
Me (inside my own head): WHY did you stop dancing? Please shut up!
Me: “Don't worry about it, I love dancing with you.”
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