It's always have and never hold
You've begun to feel like home
What's mine is yours to leave or take
What's mine is yours to make your own
The Fray
Looking at couches and rescuing wine racks from the curb (the New Boy, not me.)
Talking about budgets and puppies and who would clean the toilet.
Lives are merging.
In 4 months our names will be on the same lease.
:)
You've begun to feel like home
What's mine is yours to leave or take
What's mine is yours to make your own
The Fray
Looking at couches and rescuing wine racks from the curb (the New Boy, not me.)
Talking about budgets and puppies and who would clean the toilet.
Lives are merging.
In 4 months our names will be on the same lease.
:)
posted by Julie @ 3:57 PM
3 Comments:
At 8:23 PM ,
Krystle said...
Wow! Congratulations! :)
At 11:49 AM ,
Anonymous said...
Oh! That's happy. Don't you love spring?
At 1:04 PM ,
Jake said...
a lease! holy smokes. i need to get a hold of you. i've got no idea what's going on there with your boys. here's the problem, we're two hours different in time zones. you're going to bed, i'm getting off of work. plus, you never answer my calls. will try this weekend
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