But we’re not so starry-eyed anymore
Like the perfect paramour you were in your letters
And won’t it all just come around to make you
Let it all unbreak you to the day you met her
But it’d make you better
It’d make you better
But we’re not so starry-eyed anymore
Like the perfect paramour you were in your letters
And won’t it all just come around to make you
Let it all unbreak you to the day you met her
But it’d make you better
It’d make you better
Everything I Never Told You 
The video didn’t play😔I’m thinking the silver tongued man disrespected his lady. This is powerful and I love how you never drag a poem out to nauseam to get your theme across
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Do you know any sliver tongued men you could introduce to me too? You have a list of my other criteria a few blogs back 😜
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Not unless you want a career drink homeless and in recovery lol. Plus I’m not good at sharing and I don’t play well with others. Alas if these were different times for me and I were a younger man id woo you right out of your vowels.
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Haha. No vowels or vows please. Maybe a few adjectives and nouns. 😃. You’re a good person an inspiration. Happy Monday xx
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That’s really lovely to say! Thank you so much, have a fabulous day
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You’re very welcome. You too
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One of my favourite Decemberist songs. Nice choice.
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Thanks. Mine too
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That was supposed to be ‘Decemberists’.
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😜
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