'Can too.'
'Can not.'
'Can too.'
'Can not. It isn't even real.'
'Is too.'
'Is not.'
'Is too.'
'Is not.'
'IS TOO!'
'It is not. Now stop being silly.'
'I'm not silly.'
'Are too.'
'Am not.'
'Are too.'
'Am too.'
'You're getting too old for me.'
'giggle.'
10:27 PM 5/4/2013
i'd love to have this kind of
i'd love to have this kind of conversation again
giggles...
giggles...
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haha
haha
I just love this poem.
I just love this poem. Brought back many smiling memories for me writing it.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "