You might be my type

Tall and funny, smart and sweet

Too good to be true

Come closer, hold me

Like you did when we were young

So eager, so strong

Let this time suffice

If we never loved again

Leave me memories

Author: nananoyz

I'm a semi-retired crazy person with one husband and two cats.

18 thoughts on “Closer”

    1. Thank you! I have such a tough time bringing a book to a satisfying end. It feels so easy when I “set sail,” but the nearer I come to the dock, the harder my task is. Lots of nudging and rearranging,

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      1. I’ve read this silly book from beginning to end so many times I could almost recite it in my sleep. I keep telling myself it’s not rocket science—they admit they can’t live without one another. The difficult part is making it seem fresh and not trite.

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