Splurge
This is a poem for Serge
Serge was my when I was back in QC
He never judged me for being a little loose-y
I loved him lots, and thought it was forever
He came to Toronto and called me never.
I cried
I cried
I...*sob*....cried.
That is the end of the jexish guilt component of this blog. Check out his blog at: http://splurge.blogs.com/impetuous_thoughts/
posted by TF @ 12:37 PM
1 Comments:
Tali! I didn't have your number!!! Please please please forgive me!!! I will call the next time, I swear!!! You know I love you baby!
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