I met you on a Monday, we lost you on a Monday.
How uncanny is that (rhet).
For that reason, Mondays are a paradox for me.
For that reason, Mondays are a paradox for me.
Much too obscure to even try to decipher or
make sense.
Simply: it is what it is.
πππππππ21πππππππSimply: it is what it is.
Happy Milestone Birthday in Heaven today,
WenTen.
πππππππ21πππππππYou will forever be young, vibrant, intelligent, witty, aloof (my fav), and loving.
Too many other adjectives for me to list; there are a myriad
of them.
π’ π’ π’ In a nutshell, I miss you something awful! π’ π’ π’
π’ π’ π’ In a nutshell, I miss you something awful! π’ π’ π’
