To wrap up cosy with you.
To take your hand watching fireworks.
To make you a set of songs that remind me of you. Pretty by the Cranberries would be one of the first.
To waltz with you in a bedroom.
To sit facing each other like book ends and touch your neck.
To have you accompany me on late night walks. Usually I hate anyone except me being there. But I would like you being there.
I want to let you into my little world and have you let me into yours.
Sunday, 2 November 2008
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