Your long, lithe finger poked through a hole in my high school weary jeans.
You told me that when I was pregnant with my own kid-
You wanted a portrait painted of me
And my rotund middle.
I wonder what would happen when I'm actually pregnant...
And sent you a picture of my stomach...
After we haven't talked for five years?
1 comment:
I don't know who this person was, but they had a good idea. I think you pregnant would make you look even more beautiful.
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