Monday, February 8, 2010


Last night i turned up at His place
after finding out he had leftover Chinese food.

After eating, sitting on the sofa
He gave me something.
I'm not sure what it was -
Something inbetween a hug, a cuddle, and a squeeze...
I think it was a Squeegle.

His Squeegle held me tight.
A little bit longer than the norm.
It told me that he liked having me there sitting next to him
It told me that he didnt want to let me go.

His Squeegle told me more than the words he doesn't say.

(p.s. check out this engagement story its something lovely)


  1. A squeegle sounds like an amazing thing to receive!

  2. A funny. But I totally know what you're talking about too :)