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BRUNO MARS "JUST THE WAY YOU ARE" COVER BY CARMEN REECE

Adjusting her pillow she sit herself up on the bed, letting out a long sigh. She took a glace at the clock hanging by the corner of the wall. Is been an hour since she's been laying on her bed. It hasn't been any easy for her falling asleep by herself. No doubt she misses the time where she could fall asleep in his arm every night. Either was it easy to wake up all alone in a king size bed every morning. ''Gosh'' she thinks to herself. ''Screw the time, and this stupid bed! I'm sleeping somewhere else tonight!''.

Holding both hand full of her blanket and pillow. She make her way to the living room which only took a few steps away. And there she transformed the old dusty sofa they both once spend hours cuddling and drinking hot chocolate while watching old movies all day into a single bed. She then laid herself down to feel comfortable enough to be able to breath and watch the television. Flipping through the channels and finally found something boring enough to bored herself to sleep.   

She then felt a bum at her lower back. She dive her hand and fingers into the thick blanket and reach for it. Slowly pulling it out and spot his boxers. Must be that time where they did it on the sofa. Than again, thoughts about him literally kills her. Passion and love were real and was presence. She then remembered, how he used to carried her to bed at night whenever she falls asleep on the sofa watching television while waiting for him to be back from work. And recalling how his skin touches hers when he makes a move. Or how it feels when that spark turns into flame whenever their lips touches and how good a kisser he was. Sucking in her tears she close her eyes. Trying not to go there and not to think about anything but just to fall asleep.
 
Only 4hours till 7am Monday morning.

The following day, she woke up with a clearer mind. Having hot coffee in the kitchen while staring at the nicely photograph Hawaii postcard struck to the refrigerator. It was there ever since she bought it for only a penny from a funfair last summer. She was one who could spend her monthly paycheck on creative paintings and photography art work without a doubt. She couldn't help it, it was her passion and it has been what she have loved ever since she was a little girl. A little girl that barely knew how to use an digital camera even if it was on auto mode. He wasn't surprise when that one day she finally confessed she spend half of her lifesaving on a Vintage Photograph she bought from an art fair. Typical Anita, but that doesn't seem to bother him. Yet.



Hello people, noted that this is just for fun. Am trying to improve my English which obviously doesn't seem to be going anywhere. But what the hack. =) I'll need a title for this story that i'll be brainstorming from time to time. So it will be Awesome if you guys could drop in your suggestions. ♥ Denise. =)