Knocking on my Door

I thought about him last night. He didn't call. I guess I have to be a little flattered. A guy showed up on my doorstep (well, my moms since that was the last place he knew I lived) and told me he was thinking of me.... for a long time. And decided to stop.

I am so giddy. Even if it goes no where.

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Unknown said…
Geeze! I wish you'd stop teasing and spill the dish! lol!

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