I tried to give you up.
I walked away from us for more than a year.
I said my goodbyes.
I thought we were through.
But then, you found me again,
Reminded me of better days, younger years.
You reached out.
And you had me at the first carbonated sip.
Your citrus goodness soothed my troubled soul.
You quenched my thirst like nothing else.
You bring out the best in me.
You fill me with sparkle, energy and zing.
Yes, you complete me.
You make me a better woman.
I am yours.
1 comment:
Ha! Should we be concerned? That sounds like either 1) glorious recount of a drug experience, or 2) description of a co-dependent relationship. Either way...
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