I remember the first words you ever said to me, the first time you put your arm around me, and all the crazy things we did together. I remember making fun of your accent. I also remember every lesson when you'd walk in and kick me with those hideous walking boots. I remember how that blueberry muffin tasted on the last morning. I remember everything I took for granted, and everything I miss. x
When I first suggested to Mum that we went away for a city break again,
after Salzburg last year, we couldn’t think of anywhere we both really
wanted to ...
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