I miss your sweet embrace.
In two days there will be no more secrets between us. I hate living with you like this. You turn away when i crawl into bed, you pretend not to notice when i take secret phone calls at night. You analyze every word i say, every expression i make, desperate for a clue. And i saw your quiet tears the other day when I said once again, ‘I’m sorry, but i just can’t tell you.’
The lack of communication is just killing us.
In two days, there will be no more secrets between us.
(**update, i’m not talking about Brian, he’s in the loop. I was talking about you and me. clearly it wasn’t a very good joke, ’cause people think i’m discussing my relationship. sorry.)
JUST TWO DAYS.
Until then, here is another outfit to room that I did a while ago.
Vanessa Bruno (the fashion) is the shiznit.
And here is a link to an interview that both Michael an I did, same questions, dueling answers.
HGTV sunday night 7pm pst, or 10pm est and pst.
Win or lose, lets party. hardy.