This is a tumblelog, kinda like a blog but with short-form, mixed-media posts with stuff I like. Scroll down a bit to start reading, or a bit more to read more about me.
If I knew it would be the last time I hear your voice
I’d record it and play it over and over again
Till each pulse in me calls your name
If I knew it would be the last time
I see you walk out the door
I’d call you back, give you a hug and keep you for more
If I knew it would be the last…
Everything was fresh and new
To wake up each morning with you
And I would say: love your morning face
Everything was happy and cheerful
To laugh and giggle on silly things
And I would say: love how you make me smile
Everything was promising and hopeful
To build dreams and make…