"Paint my heart
black and blue
in the portrait
that you said you'd do
sitting by the window sill
where the sunbeams
melt my daydreams
flowers fade away
and the colors turn to gray
paint me blue
like the sky
blend into the background
as the birds fly by
the landscape smeared
by my falling tears
I'll close my eyes
until this storm clears
no umbrellas keep out this rain
no soft clouds cushion my pain
little drops left their stain
on the picture frame
watercolors bleeding
from my broken heart
let my tears dry
with the paint"
- the postmarks, watercolors -
Date night with the husband...and baby. We're just going for some Italian food at one of our favorite restaurants in the city, Francesca's on Taylor. I think the last time we were there was over the summer. Before Kenzie was born, we went there several times a month and the waiters knew us. They still recognize us, but we aren't regulars anymore. I guess that's ok.
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