Memory of Mr E: Singalong
It was like yesterday that I first met him on that stormy night
And it was quite funny how it all started up
~ his head on my lap lying down, while my hands caress his hair, going through his receding hair. He control his remote and I just watch whatever is on. And he turn:
“You know this song?”
And I started singing along. He did the same too but in our lowest voice as to pretend that there is nothing going on with the emotion of the song that we are both singing.
“It can't be wrong
When it feels so right
'Cause You
You light up my life”
I feel the same way too Mr. E.
And it was quite funny how it all started up
~ his head on my lap lying down, while my hands caress his hair, going through his receding hair. He control his remote and I just watch whatever is on. And he turn:
“You know this song?”
And I started singing along. He did the same too but in our lowest voice as to pretend that there is nothing going on with the emotion of the song that we are both singing.
“It can't be wrong
When it feels so right
'Cause You
You light up my life”
I feel the same way too Mr. E.

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