In the small hours of the morning, breathing in the cold pre-dawn air--
i m always quite worried
With quiet piano music playing and the sound of a keyboard tap, tap, tapping--
always feel like i shd be doing sth to mk u feel beta
A book open to pages of blue and green highlights and red lines and scribbles--
care for u ma
And a tiresome two weeks that loom ahead.
tt y i say i hv a soft spot for u

But at 2.02 am in the morning, Gerri felt loved. ^_^