Light blonde Aussie skin blends with baby blues as we lay, making promises about forever... finding ducked heads at 3am... dressed for set.
And she said... "quit trying to teach me a fucking lesson... and just listen."
We continuously toss and turn. Lame attempts to label the other as the next great heartache or disaster. We both know Wilmette, and the cobblestone that slows you before the stop signs. Chalk it up to history, but the truth is we both know it as a speed bump for the truth... for the destruction if you won't. slow. down.
