She fiddles with the bowl of sugar cubes in front of her, thinking
'If happiness could be cubed and packaged into bite size bits like these, life would be a better place.'
He pushes the sugar bowl away, taking a sip from his steaming cup of double espresso, thinking 'Some things are just better dark and bitter.'
lol...yeah what was that rhyme: girls are made of sugar and spice and all things nice?! :)
ReplyDeletehehe, and boys are all just snakes, snails and puppy-dog tails? ;-)
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