Week in the Knees
It was us — me and you — having, with all due respect to VH1, the best week ever. Doing any and everything we wanted, with no cares, no worries. No regrets. No fears. Just us. Vibing. Talking. Laughing. Loving.
We were so connected, so aligned, so feeling it. Making corny jokes, telling deep, dark secrets. There wasn’t an awkward moment to be found. You were everything I dreamed of in a partner, my very own reality show … during that best week ever. That week that will always leave me weak. Force me to remember the time like a Michael Jackson song.
And oh, the way you made me feel …
