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{size 5}Anticipation Anticipation knows that when I talk to you all my systems shut down … and I’m going to die me a hundred deaths. And I will die. Before I’m gone, I will have reveled in being your girl, your lover, your mate. Anticipation knows that my breath will catch on the “I love yous” of this day … and I will gurgle instead of smile. Anticipation is silly ole me, and silly ole you … putty. Putty hardens and becomes the rock. Anticipation. From me, my love To you - my love, everything!{/c) |