Sunday, January 18, 2009


It was all the little things. Holding hands in the car. The music picked out special. It was all the little touches and hugs and kisses. It was the looks and smiles and the words. It was the conversation. From one topic to the next and then back again. It was the dancing and swaying and the sharing of body heat in the cold room. It was the promises and confessions and admissions. It was the unhurriedness of it all. Like we had forever. Like it could always be like this.

It was the best birthday ever.

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