Monday, May 14, 2007

Fleeting thoughts...

Sometimes I forget to smile and I'm always met with your caring eyes and a "what's wrong baby" That makes me feel good, you know, that you care enough to ask, but it also worries me because I honestly have no idea that I'm always frowning, or looking so unhappy. You did that a total of 4 times this weekend.
What's wrong with me?

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