28 July 2012
Sat at your mums
Egarly awaiting the two thumbs
Does she approve
Or will I regret this move
Your sister was thrilled
She said she had willed
For us to come to our senses
And forget our past tenses
But it's your mums approval I seek
Although I know it makes me seem weak
She's wary not of me
But the person you used to be
She doesn't see what I see now
I know you'll never be holier than thou
But I wouldn't want you to change
As that would be plain strange
Thumbs Up? • Opuss № I