måndag 20100322
Someday soon I won't remember rainy afternoons
Warm soft skin and kissing under blankets
I assume
That any day now, he will be replaced
But it's hard, oh so hard
Lonely Sundays, crisps, and coke and chocolate bars and VCR
I wish I could stop wondering where he went
And what he's doing now and what we were
And what it meant
Right now I just wish that he was still around
-Marit Bergman-
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