Walk to Class.
Raise my Hand.
Speak Italian.
Think.
I walk home.
I eat a sandwich.
I study.
I read.
I work.
I wait.
And wait.
And then.I eat a sandwich.
I study.
I read.
I work.
I wait.
And wait.
You come.
You hug me.
And I forget.
What did I do all day?
Oh yes.
I waited for this.
I waited for this.
13 comments:
I love what you two have. You seem to fall in love more and more each day :)
I know exactly how you feel! Love it.
So happy for you, you two make such an amazing couple :) I can't wait to see you again soon!
so stinkin' cute!
Why are you so adorable?
oh my. stinking adorable. can i be you?
jealous :)
Um- this is beautiful. I love those pictures, and your poem is lovely.
so cute. i love how your smile gets a little bigger when he kisses you on the cheek. how cute.
This my life...except I don't have a job, or anything to do really. I wake up and wait and wait and wait...for hours, for him to come home. Yay for our boys!! :)
what a great expression of love...an empowering thought and place to be...you write it almost as a fairytale dream come true, just wonderful! I look forward to reading more
*sigh* :)
Love
wow. you are really pretty.
(and you two are adorable... now i am secretly wishing you won the photo shoot...)
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