Last Night, by TigreDeVour Subscribe to rss feed for TigreDeVour

Your voice made me smile, 
Your teasing made me laugh.
I shouldn't have called you, 
Renewing my second half.

I missed hearing your giggle, 
Your complaining to me, 
I missed hearing you talk, 
I forgot that it brang glee.

You asked who I'd be with, 
My answer slow and drawn out.
You'll know the answer, 
It's you, dear, no doubt.

Six months we're over, 
But with you I'd still be.
Had she not brainwashed you
Oh, so easily.

I talked to you last night, 
And your teasing made me laugh.
Remembering the good times, 
You're still my second half.

Oct.16.2007
Posted: 2009-01-06 09:18:09 UTC

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