PBBJ

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There is something so sinful yet delicately delicious about a grilled PBBJ. It is energy packed, gooey, warm, sweet and chunky… just like me.

Make me a good one and I will marry you. 😉

 

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Puzzled Whispers

It’s finally time, 

Everything comes tumbling down, 

Don’t know why I picked up the signs that you prefer her to be in your underarms. 

 

I’ll be fine, 

Soulmates come and go for some reasons, 

Thought you were the one but who am I kidding?

Why’d I feel so lonely when we’re talking…?

 

The whispers that I hear, I just really want you near,

How could you be so fine? I’ve got you on my mind, baby. 

To think that you’d want to be mine…

I look around – everything turns to ashes and wine. 

 

Lets rewind, 

Laying all our puzzles on the table,

With you I lose my strength and all my able,

You’re my favourite piece amongst the people.

 

I don’t get it,

If love’s supposed to break us free why’d I feel our souls crumble in between?

Intertwining skin and bones deep within me.

 

The whispers that I hear, I just really want you near,

How could you be so fine? I’ve got you on my mind, baby. 

To think that you’d want me too…

I look around – everything is grey and blue without you.