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You promised me cheesecake. And now, we can't remember our first date There's a photobooth strip of the zoo, that first summer, when it was too hot and all the animals were napping. But I held your hand while we looked for the red panda. There's something about mac and cheese, Ben and Jerrys on a Friday night. Or waking up to make breakfast home fries, eggs, and toast on Saturday morning. Sitting with you, alone together. Knowing I can blow you a kiss and you'll catch it. Every time. You promised me cheesecake. But I'd have followed even if you hadn't
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Sep 18, 2019
Sep 18, 2019 at 6:02 PM UTC
You Promised Me Cheesecake
You promised me cheesecake. And now, we can't remember our first date There's a photobooth strip of the zoo, that first summer, when it was too hot and all the animals were napping. But I held your hand while we looked for the red panda. There's something about mac and cheese, Ben and Jerrys on a Friday night. Or waking up to make breakfast home fries, eggs, and toast on Saturday morning. Sitting with you, alone together. Knowing I can blow you a kiss and you'll catch it. Every time. You promised me cheesecake. But I'd have followed even if you hadn't
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30/M/Atlanta
Sep 18, 2019
Sep 18, 2019 at 6:02 PM UTC
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