Sunday, July 20, 2014

Eternal James


He makes him his coffee just the way he liked it back when he twenty year old barista. He toasts his croissant with cheese and tomato then gently places it on the table. He addresses the crowd “This may look weird, that I am making a dead man breakfast, but this is how we first met, and this is how I want to be when we last look at each other. In my mind James you are never lost, we will always hold hands till my last sunset I love you”

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