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It's a wonderful morning.

 

Im at work.

My breath smells of coffee and overripe mangoes.

She talks to me, feverishly flailing her hands in the air.

"And then she dropped it on my foot!"

 Her eyes are wide with exasperation.

What on earth does this woman want?

I smile, nod.

Her words listlessly elude me.

I tuck my hair behind my ear like a little girl.

Expectations and demands of the day are in front of me..

and I sense I am smiling from the depths of my soul.

He says: Love is still ours for the taking.

Nothing else matters in this moment..

except you.











LostGirl18
Written by LostGirl18
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