A phone call from you.
It can be a measure of how much we are connected.
I was thinking about you all the time.
I couldnt stay at home, the feeling was so heavy to bear.
So I headed out to do some stuff.
The streets remind me of our memories.
I was thinking if you were here,
we would relax and watch a movie on your big bed.
I would support you with the pillows and my arm.
Good that you have a room. I can relax now and go to work.
When I come back, you wont be home.
But you are right, we have achieved a lot, now both of us feel secure.
You can imagine how I felt a year ago at London.
You bichy bitchy
Miss u and love u
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