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Let's hole up in the house The next time it pours for hours outside, Make some tea And sit by the fire. Let's grab blankets and pillows, And lounge around for hours- Long enought to tell each other Everything worth mentioning about ourselves. I'll tell you about the scar on my knee, And how my best friend from the 3rd grade Has one to match from the time We did cartwheels in the streets. You'll tell me about the time you First climbed that tree in your neighborhood By yourself, then with friends, And how you loved to read up there. I'll remind you of the time we Fell asleep side by side, And you'll remind me of the time We kissed in a parking lot. And it can go on like that, Just us retelling our stories, The stories from before we met, And how we'll create new stories together.
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Aug 14, 2013
Aug 14, 2013 at 6:30 PM UTC
Next Time It Pours
Let's hole up in the house The next time it pours for hours outside, Make some tea And sit by the fire. Let's grab blankets and pillows, And lounge around for hours- Long enought to tell each other Everything worth mentioning about ourselves. I'll tell you about the scar on my knee, And how my best friend from the 3rd grade Has one to match from the time We did cartwheels in the streets. You'll tell me about the time you First climbed that tree in your neighborhood By yourself, then with friends, And how you loved to read up there. I'll remind you of the time we Fell asleep side by side, And you'll remind me of the time We kissed in a parking lot. And it can go on like that, Just us retelling our stories, The stories from before we met, And how we'll create new stories together.
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Aug 14, 2013
Aug 14, 2013 at 6:30 PM UTC
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