Thursday, November 11, 2010
I don't need a rose, I want a daisy you picked for my hair. I don't want a box of fancy chocolates, I want a burnt cookies you made just for me. I don't want to go to some upscale restaurant, let's just have a picnic in the park. We don't have to go to prom, we can just dance on my front porch until we fall asleep in each other's arms.
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