Wednesday, December 30, 2009
(500)days of summer
Tom: I'm in love with Summer.
I love her smile. I love her hair. I love her knees. I love how she licks her lips before she talks. I love her heart-shaped birthmark on her neck. I love it when she sleeps.
but wait,
Summer: I woke up one morning and I just knew.
Tom: Knew what?
Summer: What I was never sure of with you.
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